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letra de paint - summrs

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
i’m in this b-tch and my [?] is so lit (bird bidness)
i’m in this b-tch and my neck is so lit (yeah)
i’m in this b-tch and my wrist is so lit
i’m in this b-tch and i’m [?], yeah, yeah, yeah (brrr)
double r, bird bidness

wrist is so sick and my neck is so lit
get disrespectful and spit on a b-tch
she wanna tat my whole name on her tits
twenty thousand for my fit in my pic
[?] i’m going legit
loaning this money, lil ma i’m getting rich
i got a m and it’s sitting up in liquid
you ain’t getting no money, don’t tell me how to spend it
f-cked up a quarter and i ain’t pay taxes
lil bank, big bank, you ain’t in my bracket
got a new seal and i’m just finna crack it
showing my ass off [?] with the crackers
bro got a half a mil’ put in the attic
scratching my ear off this pill like a addict
bro spinning off addy’s
upgrade your body, i make me a baddie
used to be skinny, my pockets the fattest
pull that maybach out, they think that i’m bragging
[?] make his ass do the ratchet
walk up in saks, i get straight to the cashing
popping my sh-t, i get that from my daddy
catch me [?]
get a word out my b-tch and i swear you can have it
baby drac’ and it’s tucked under the seat
i don’t take no ls unless it got a v
zip his ass and then we burning the v
if it’s murder involved it’s some sh-t be discreet
if i got a pole i made him [?]
left they ass and i was just in a jeep
twenty-five ball that’s just on my t–th
she off a five ball, and i’m on my lean
f-ck that case, p-ssy n-gga ya beat
balling on b-tches, i need me a ring
give me loyalty then you get a ring
i ain’t picking up my phone if it ring
walk in the store and i buy what i see
lil mama so pretty, she wanna be my queen
recorded my verse while i’m rubbing her feet
when we get to the room she come out of them jeans

you don’t want me, if you can’t handle my flaws b-tch f-ck off
i flash, i see red and start swinging my stick like a b-tch and i treat it like god
i feel [?] i’m codeine crazy, i’m sippin’ that drank and it’s raw
you play with me baby my n-ggas go brazy, i promise i’m getting knocked off
you look at me crazy, i don’t give a f-ck where we at, pull that b-tch out from the [?]
my scammer babies, my trapper babies want a hunnid fifty off of logs
i’m holding my dogs down while they going to war, put money on they call

- summrs

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