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letra de summer on riata - est gee

[intro]
ayy, yeah
yeah, yeah, ayy
ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah

[pre-chorus]
they gon’ think it’s armageddon when we pop out (when we pop out)
standin’ on riata with my glock out (standin’ on the block, i got my glock out)

[chorus]
unc’ just hit my phone, said it’s a knockout (he said it’s ten, ten, ten)
this the type of pack to beat the block out (beat the block down)
swear this n-gga crazy, talkin’ ’bout a swap-out (bro, you crazy, talkin’ ’bout a swap-out)
oozin’ juice, that’s why i got this mop out (why i got this f-ckin’ mop on me)
and we don’t call ’em sticks no more, it’s a guitar now (it’s a guitar now)
i pull up on your block and let it rock out (pull up on your block and let it ring)
and we don’t call ’em sticks no more, it’s a guitar now (let it ring on a n-gga)
i pull up on your block and let it rock out (brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)

[verse]
real beef, i can’t let him cop out
i’m tryna knock a top out, and i ain’t take the cop route
they ask me who is who and what we do, i told ’em i don’t know what they talkin’ ’bout
dementia, bring the chalk out
old mans can barely walk now
i pull up to your spot and told her walk out
i’m wavin’ with my c-ck out
them mansions, give up cot now
no lackin’, f-ck you talkin’ ’bout?
i got it in the car now
a 50 take an ox out
still ballin’ in the lockout
i’m gettin’ it in the box now
just pull up with the guap now
they go eighteen a pop now
i’ll front you what you cop now
i’m gettin’ it out the pot now
i’m waitin’ on it to lock now
i’m cuttin’ it in the block now
i been done locked my block down
sneak dissin’ get you shot now
[pre-chorus]
they gon’ think it’s armageddon when we pop out (when we pop out)
standin’ on riata with my glock out (standin’ on the block, i got my glock out)

[chorus]
unc’ just hit my phone, said it’s a knockout (said it’s ten, ten, ten)
this the type of pack to beat the block out (beat the block down)
swear this n-gga crazy, talkin’ ’bout a swap-out (bro, you crazy, talkin’ ’bout a swap-out)
oozin’ juice, that’s why i got this mop out (why i got this f-ckin’ mop on me)
and we don’t call ’em sticks no more, it’s a guitar now (it’s a guitar now)
i pull up on your block and let it rock out (pull up on your block and let it ring)
and we don’t call ’em sticks no more, it’s a guitar now (let it ring on a n-gga)
i pull up on your block and let it rock out (brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)

- est gee

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