Summrs - FadaPhilippe lyrics

[Summrs - FadaPhilippe lyrics]

This shit get easier and easier
(Hurt, what it do?)
Brr
Bird business (Ayy, Geo got them bands, huh?)

Ride with that motherfuckin' felony (Huh)
I'm in a motherfuckin' Cadillac
How the fuck you think you catchin' me?
(Fuck you catchin' yeah)
I'm high and I play with her cat
And my bitch bad, she mixed with Vietnamese
Stupid bitch, check the stats
See this shit facts
OD in the telly
(Telly) , take a blue
Go to the moon (The moon)

Take a blue, go to the moon, take a blue
Go to the moon
I'm in my element, don't do shrooms
(Don't do shrooms)
Water the Patek, I'm in the
4MATIC, yeah, big body
I don't ride Caddies
Got baddies in Cali, get whips in
The valley, Chanel No. 9
No Bally
(Uh, huh)
I'm lovin' this freak, and yeah
She got a fatty
(Brr)

I got so much money, fuck around
Get a Benz for my bitch
(Uh huh, yeah)
I been on the top
These pussy-ass boys sittin' on the bench
(The bench)
Got a bad lil' vibe, she Spanish
Tryna teach me how to talk French
(Talk French)
AMG V8 turbo engine up in this bitch
(Uh, huh)
All of my guys keep Gen 5s
Tucked up up in this bitch
"Why the hell, why the fuck you
Try me?" I don't know
I'm finna slut out his bitch
I'm finna get mad, I'm finna lose it
I get mad and crash in this bitch
(Okay)
NYC fashion week for the week
Honey bun stashed for the Philippe
(Honey bun)
Pucci wallet, Pucci jacket
Pucci checkin' my fashion
(My fashion)
One of my niggas ratchet
One of 'em addicts
Booted up on that Addy
Clutch his and hers Glocks
Bullets help my bitch and do him nasty
(Huh, blick, woah)
Make him do gymnastics, flip his ass
Like I threw your ass
Your daddy
Twenty point on my neck, these VV's wet
Hop out the Ghost to the 'Vette (Brrt)
Two things I'm dyin' 'bout, my
Check and my respect
Crash with that TEC
(Brrt-brrt)
This bitch was a good girl at first
I got her noddin' off of Hi Tech
Damn, she a freak under them sheets
All she wanna do is have sex
(Sex)

Ride with that motherfuckin' felony (Yeah)
I'm in a motherfuckin' Cadillac
How the fuck you think you catchin' me?
(Catchin' me)
I'm high and I play with her cat
And my bitch bad, she mixed with Vietnamese
(Vietnamese)
Stupid bitch, check the stats
See this shit facts
OD in the telly, take a blue, go to the moon
(Moon, huh)

Benihana every weekend
Wake up in Four Seasons
(Four Seasons)
Pick up a treesh, if she not eatin' meat
Then I'm leavin'
Ride the 488 up on the highway
This bitch speedin'
I had snorted a Roxi', took
Half of an Oxy'
I was fiendin'
(Yeah)
I've been gettin' to that cheese and
Gettin' to that lettuce, bitch
I'm vegan
(Vegan)
I'm in Dior, Dior, my bitch I adore
Shop at Neiman
That's your lil' bitch, every weekend
She eat semen like a demon
(Yeah)
I got hitters
They all reachin' and they
Creepin' beyond defense

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