SUMMA

It's all real shit too I ain't gon' fake it ayy Nigga my whip doin' more than a hunnid Fucc the state trooper seen me comin Task force tried to throw the spikes i dodged them quicc I'm on the something 1145 she dropped the lo i know she on to somethin Bitch gon' blow up my damn phone now what she want she wantin' somethin I just rocced out with a Draco bitch you know I keep my thumpa And this goofy bitch keep callin' me i had to blocc her number I drop more pipe off at the hoes house than a fuccin plumber She think I'm cuffin' that but whole time im just fuccin for the summer See we a band bro had brought the sticcs and I had brought the drummers Soon as your dumb ass reach for somethin Bitch gon' shake that ass or somethin Do it do it I wanna see you do it If you gotta play for some pape my nigga let's get to it Phone on DND please don't disturb me while I'm gettin' to it Dre and luh jay tryna slap the city my boy's goin' stupid Crazy bitch got the nerve to ask why I ain't take her out She tellin' me to leave it in knowin god damn well I'ma take it out Threw my head back and closed my eyes she got it in her mouth She moved into her own spot now she want me at her house Grown-ass man dicc succin' and sneak dissin' tell me what that's about You got a problem say it with your chest and lil' nigga say it loud I can't even full throttle innis cause bitch the car too loud Tried to mac a bitch without no haircut and she blew me down I want the charger but fucc around and get the Jeep Dwill fishtailing l the cat and walk that bitch all down the street Free my nigga Drew he up the road fightin' first degree Doggy-ass nigga gotta keep my hoes up onna leash Ain't got ass or a face card how can she fucc with me You think I'm Michael Jackson thriller all these hoes gon' let me beat I like thicc hoes but my girlfriend's pretty and petite I pay my lawyer good as fucc and then I caught a sweet-ass plea I like high-speeds Gloccs and dracs I guess I'm nothin' but a nigga But my potna think the same so I guess we no different She fucc me then fucc my potna soI guess we no different She got me blown done' hung up the phone before I can say my sentence I love big G20 but lil cuh love compact G26 I fucced my stomach up drinkin' light and dark I guess that shit don't mix Man them hoes ah tell yo business why you put them in your mix Task force spiked a brand new set of tires dat sht got me pissed I don't like the shit you doin' but I guess who am I to judge Gave her dope dicc one good time and she want me to be her plug 10 milly Hollows jammed the vect tried to cocc the slide but it won't budge Had her cousin text my IG I looked down like what the fucc Ah damn I thought I had a new bop its this bitch fuccin' cousin she done picked up the phone and shit Ah damn