Desire (Rapper), Summrs - 2 Lit lyrics
Summrs [Deante Adam Johnson] Lafayette, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Desire Rapper, Summrs - 2 Lit lyrics]
Yeah, yeah
Count up on a yacht, count up on a plane
(Damn, Trgc made that?)
Bitch, I'm sippin' Wock', he
Sippin' on that green, it's plain
All of my niggas is up, all
Of my niggas, we rich, you lame
Dropped off a thirty piece in
Saint Laurent the other day
Can't keep around none of these niggas
I know these niggas hoes, they fake
Fuck these bitches
They switch up in your face count up
Fifty piece right up in your lil' face
I fly with the birds
Way too sexy for this syrup
Bitch, fuck has you heard?
Feel like I'm highest on the earth
Hit your ass where it hurt
I just turned an AMG to a Vert'
And now I'm mad as fuck 'cause I just
Spilled the Wock' all on my shirt
Niggas be some hoes up in the skies
And they wonder why niggas
Don't fuck with them i'm rich, no job
Bitch, I never flop look at your ass
You lacking and your ass got got
All my diamonds rocks
Pulled up in Bentley truck right off the lot
We sip drank a lot
Please don't spill my Wock'
I said "I'll text that lil' bitch in
A day", I was too high, i forgot
I'm with lil' Sosa, we in the QA
Took that bitch right up the lot
I'm in the H when I slide with lil' Jace
Swerve with a brand new Glock
G-21 on my hip, that bitch got a red dot
He walkin' around with a chain
Watch how he get got
Precise, it's ready to bite
Sendin' a headshot
What you gon' do when them niggas
Pull up in the line
Because that's when it's on sight
Diamonds, they shine in the dark
Them bitches be so bright
Nigga, I really don't care who you are
I'm livin' a fast life
I'm in the back of the seat with the stars
Livin' a rich life
And shoutout my nigga lil' E
He livin' that trap life
Count up on a yacht, count up on a jet
Fuck you pussy bitch
I'm dyin' about my respect
We drop, we drop, we drop, bitch I need Oxy
I'm so sick
Like, how the fuck you pay ten for a fit?
Bitch, I need all my meds
I need a fix, yeah, yeah
She fuckin' lil' Rino, she know she hit
All my niggas addicts
All my niggas rich as shit
We all gon' die anyways, so we
Might as well do it quick, yeah
Really rich and twizzy rich
Them all my guys, we rich
We don't pop none of them boys, we left LA
Go park that shit
And I don't gotta watch the game, bitch
The Rockets in front my crib
Bitch, we'll turn you to some gas and
Give all of my niggas some zips
Count up on a yacht, count up on a plane
Bitch, I'm sippin' Wock', he
Sippin' on that green, it's plain
All of my niggas is up, all
Of my niggas, we rich, you lame
Dropped off a thirty piece in
Saint Laurent the other day
Can't keep around none of these niggas
I know these niggas hoes, they fake
Fuck these bitches
They switch up in your face count up
Fifty piece right up in your lil' face
Count up on a yacht, count up on a plane
(Damn, Trgc made that?)
Bitch, I'm sippin' Wock', he
Sippin' on that green, it's plain
All of my niggas is up, all
Of my niggas, we rich, you lame
Dropped off a thirty piece in
Saint Laurent the other day
Can't keep around none of these niggas
I know these niggas hoes, they fake
Fuck these bitches
They switch up in your face count up
Fifty piece right up in your lil' face
I fly with the birds
Way too sexy for this syrup
Bitch, fuck has you heard?
Feel like I'm highest on the earth
Hit your ass where it hurt
I just turned an AMG to a Vert'
And now I'm mad as fuck 'cause I just
Spilled the Wock' all on my shirt
Niggas be some hoes up in the skies
And they wonder why niggas
Don't fuck with them i'm rich, no job
Bitch, I never flop look at your ass
You lacking and your ass got got
All my diamonds rocks
Pulled up in Bentley truck right off the lot
We sip drank a lot
Please don't spill my Wock'
I said "I'll text that lil' bitch in
A day", I was too high, i forgot
I'm with lil' Sosa, we in the QA
Took that bitch right up the lot
I'm in the H when I slide with lil' Jace
Swerve with a brand new Glock
G-21 on my hip, that bitch got a red dot
He walkin' around with a chain
Watch how he get got
Precise, it's ready to bite
Sendin' a headshot
What you gon' do when them niggas
Pull up in the line
Because that's when it's on sight
Diamonds, they shine in the dark
Them bitches be so bright
Nigga, I really don't care who you are
I'm livin' a fast life
I'm in the back of the seat with the stars
Livin' a rich life
And shoutout my nigga lil' E
He livin' that trap life
Count up on a yacht, count up on a jet
Fuck you pussy bitch
I'm dyin' about my respect
We drop, we drop, we drop, bitch I need Oxy
I'm so sick
Like, how the fuck you pay ten for a fit?
Bitch, I need all my meds
I need a fix, yeah, yeah
She fuckin' lil' Rino, she know she hit
All my niggas addicts
All my niggas rich as shit
We all gon' die anyways, so we
Might as well do it quick, yeah
Really rich and twizzy rich
Them all my guys, we rich
We don't pop none of them boys, we left LA
Go park that shit
And I don't gotta watch the game, bitch
The Rockets in front my crib
Bitch, we'll turn you to some gas and
Give all of my niggas some zips
Count up on a yacht, count up on a plane
Bitch, I'm sippin' Wock', he
Sippin' on that green, it's plain
All of my niggas is up, all
Of my niggas, we rich, you lame
Dropped off a thirty piece in
Saint Laurent the other day
Can't keep around none of these niggas
I know these niggas hoes, they fake
Fuck these bitches
They switch up in your face count up
Fifty piece right up in your lil' face