Summrs - R8 lyrics
Summrs [Deante Adam Johnson] Lafayette, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Summrs - R8 lyrics]
Ayy, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go, go
Love you, Summrs!
In an Audi R8, smokin' tree, bitch
I’m geeked
Tryna suck me like she ain’t ate
This bitch a freak in the sheets
What you want today? I ain’t speak
To you in a week
No, these ain’t no J’s
These Giuseppe's on my feet
Can't believe what I just heard
Tryna fuck me for some merch
Off the lean, I might just swerve
Had to kick a lil hoe to the curb
Put a nigga on a shirt, choppa went berserk
Skudsku in the vert and do
Do do with the burst
Watch my niggas just shoot at your snapback
She snap me, but I ain’t snap back
In the club, dead off the
Perc', they sayin' some'
I’ll snap back
Fuck all of these thots
I get the cheese just like a lab rat
"Say, what is that smell?"
Got the gas up in my backpack
They tried to put me in
The cell, but, hell no
I ain’t have that
He say he just cop YSL
Boy you know you don’t got that
I’m finna go pick up Bell
You know that I’m in that
He talkin' all on Instagram
But you know he ain’t 'bout that
I’m from the South, bitch
I’m sippin' on this dirt
Got a white boy in the whip
And he shoot like he Dirk
Cuban mami all on my side
Give me brain just like she Ferb
If you shoot then I'ma shoot back, give
A fuck about what you heard
Yeah
Go, go, go, go, go, go
Love you, Summrs!
In an Audi R8, smokin' tree, bitch
I’m geeked
Tryna suck me like she ain’t ate
This bitch a freak in the sheets
What you want today? I ain’t speak
To you in a week
No, these ain’t no J’s
These Giuseppe's on my feet
Can't believe what I just heard
Tryna fuck me for some merch
Off the lean, I might just swerve
Had to kick a lil hoe to the curb
Put a nigga on a shirt, choppa went berserk
Skudsku in the vert and do
Do do with the burst
Watch my niggas just shoot at your snapback
She snap me, but I ain’t snap back
In the club, dead off the
Perc', they sayin' some'
I’ll snap back
Fuck all of these thots
I get the cheese just like a lab rat
"Say, what is that smell?"
Got the gas up in my backpack
They tried to put me in
The cell, but, hell no
I ain’t have that
He say he just cop YSL
Boy you know you don’t got that
I’m finna go pick up Bell
You know that I’m in that
He talkin' all on Instagram
But you know he ain’t 'bout that
I’m from the South, bitch
I’m sippin' on this dirt
Got a white boy in the whip
And he shoot like he Dirk
Cuban mami all on my side
Give me brain just like she Ferb
If you shoot then I'ma shoot back, give
A fuck about what you heard
Yeah