Summrs - Out My Circle! lyrics
Summrs [Deante Adam Johnson] Lafayette, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Summrs - Out My Circle! lyrics]
In that M6 Beam'
That bitch, it might crash, hit
Up Neiman's for some jeans
Yeah
G-Star's on my ass
(Summrs, haha) and she know that I pop tags
Sippin' on this lean
I'm movin' slow but drivin' fast
Autumn! in the cut, this bitch
She talk too much
I put her off a bean, she finally shut up
Countin' up that guap
I'm countin' up them dubs
Nigga talk too much
I hit his ass with the snub
Packrunner bitch, yeah, we got all the drugs
We got all the drugs, we got all the drugs
I'm movin' slow just like a slug
I'm sippin' on that purple
They say Summrs sip too much
Can't keep niggas in my circle
'cause them niggas envy us
In a foreign with no roof
Your bitch, she boring, she suck the crew
I'm in a two door with your boo, ayy, yeah
We gon' shoot up his whole crew
I'm off a Perc', bitch, I'm feelin' loose
He baloney, circus, a silly goose
Yeah, lil' nigga, you a bitch
Call up my troops
And shoot at you, you, and you
F&N with scope, this shit ain't no joke
Smokin' big gas, shit make me choke
Got this shit up off the ground
Shit up off the road
Niggas talkin' down
They ain't really with the smoke
223 hit his ass, yeah, hit them folk
Leave his ass in the past
Leave him with his folk
Gotta go, I gotta blast, and I'm in the H
In the H with Lil Blast
Rollin' up that dank
And my niggas on smash
And your bitch, she gon' smash
Lil' nigga, what you think?
Bitch, I'm in first class
In that M6 Beam'
That bitch, it might crash, hit
Up Neiman's for some jeans
Yeah
G-Star's on my ass
(Summrs, haha) and she know that I pop tags
Sippin' on this lean
I'm movin' slow but drivin' fast
Autumn! in the cut, this bitch
She talk too much
I put her off a bean, she finally shut up
Countin' up that guap
I'm countin' up them dubs
Nigga talk too much
I hit his ass with the snub
Packrunner bitch, yeah
That bitch, it might crash, hit
Up Neiman's for some jeans
Yeah
G-Star's on my ass
(Summrs, haha) and she know that I pop tags
Sippin' on this lean
I'm movin' slow but drivin' fast
Autumn! in the cut, this bitch
She talk too much
I put her off a bean, she finally shut up
Countin' up that guap
I'm countin' up them dubs
Nigga talk too much
I hit his ass with the snub
Packrunner bitch, yeah, we got all the drugs
We got all the drugs, we got all the drugs
I'm movin' slow just like a slug
I'm sippin' on that purple
They say Summrs sip too much
Can't keep niggas in my circle
'cause them niggas envy us
In a foreign with no roof
Your bitch, she boring, she suck the crew
I'm in a two door with your boo, ayy, yeah
We gon' shoot up his whole crew
I'm off a Perc', bitch, I'm feelin' loose
He baloney, circus, a silly goose
Yeah, lil' nigga, you a bitch
Call up my troops
And shoot at you, you, and you
F&N with scope, this shit ain't no joke
Smokin' big gas, shit make me choke
Got this shit up off the ground
Shit up off the road
Niggas talkin' down
They ain't really with the smoke
223 hit his ass, yeah, hit them folk
Leave his ass in the past
Leave him with his folk
Gotta go, I gotta blast, and I'm in the H
In the H with Lil Blast
Rollin' up that dank
And my niggas on smash
And your bitch, she gon' smash
Lil' nigga, what you think?
Bitch, I'm in first class
In that M6 Beam'
That bitch, it might crash, hit
Up Neiman's for some jeans
Yeah
G-Star's on my ass
(Summrs, haha) and she know that I pop tags
Sippin' on this lean
I'm movin' slow but drivin' fast
Autumn! in the cut, this bitch
She talk too much
I put her off a bean, she finally shut up
Countin' up that guap
I'm countin' up them dubs
Nigga talk too much
I hit his ass with the snub
Packrunner bitch, yeah