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summrs - od lyrics

oh my god it’s cashbently!

go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go go go

just popped a full bar, that’s why i missed your call
baby girl you a queen, your the baddest b+tch i saw
ysl all on my jeans, she tryna take em off
for the green she a fiend, she just wanna hit the mall
in the r8 going top speed, yelling f+ck all the law
f+cking that b+tch raw, just copped some g+star raw
we sending them shots at your nog
this gas imma roll a log
don’t want no smoke, want no fog
knock him out his catalogue

love you summrs!

i’m fly as f+ck (f+ck)
she wanna f+ck (f+ck)
you f+ckin with bella? you trying your luck
i’m pouring up lean in the club
she wanna look up in my cup
imma take you to the mall to go and f+ck some sh+t up
i’m f+cking that b+tch what you think
i got that guap all up on me
she feeling that action on
in the bando feel like (?)
my b+tch she pretty she on fleek
you know that i’m up in them cheeks
don’t f+ck with summrs then you sleep
i’m tatted up, like a p
(?)
gucci flops on my feet
in the srt this b+tch is not cheap
i’m kicking back smoking og
pressure blunts going straight to my lungs
n+ggas stealing swag straight from the jump
ysl drip ‘venchy my coat
big racks, got that lil b+tch stoked
with a white b+tch, she doing that coke
i’m laughing to the bank these lil n+ggas broke
i’m laughing to the bank these lil n+ggas jokes
green bean on this glock tell that b+tch go
kicking sh+t in my gucci loafs
we is not (?) stop calling me bro
you want a feat? pfft, no
designer jeans? pfft, go

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