Summrs - She Know Who I Am lyrics
Summrs [Deante Adam Johnson] Lafayette, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Summrs - She Know Who I Am lyrics]
Taxing all these niggas like I'm Buku Saman
Pull up in that beamer
Pull up in that Lamb'
I finesse yo bitch, she know who I am
Counting all these racks
These niggas like damn
I don't really got the time
Taxing all these niggas like I'm Buku Saman
Pull up in that beamer
Pull up in that Lamb'
I finesse yo bitch, she know who I am
Counting all these racks
These niggas like damn
I don't really got the time to fall in love
I'm counting up these racks
I'm counting these bucks
Yuh
Who the fuck you testing? Please
Don't try yo luck
You can have that ho 'cause
I don't want her love
Chains on my neck like I'm
Fuck all these niggas
I know they don't like me
Pull up and
Fucking yo bitch and that pussy the tightest
Kick the bitch out, I sent that ho hiking
I ride around the city without a license
Look at my chain, it looking like snow
You don't want me, girl
I'm not what you want
I seen yo ho in the club
Shawty been showing me love
Lil' shawty be off of the drugs
She don't be giving no fucks
Look at my wrist, yeah, it glisten
Counting guap, yeah, my hands always itching
Fuck school, yeah, opps stayed in detention
She not texting you, I got her attention
Yo bitch all in my DMs but
I be chasing them M's
I be smoking Backwoods
You be smoking hella stems
Diamonds looking like a gym, flexing hard
No gym
Balling hard, no rim
I might break the fucking rim
Fuck this bitch named Kim
Took her from my nigga Tim
I play that ho like The Sims
Shout-out to bronem
I know these niggas so feminine
She say my dick taste like cinnamon
I finesse for them Benjamins
I got the hoes in Michigan
Pull up in that beamer
Pull up in that Lamb'
I finesse yo bitch, she know who I am
Counting all these racks
These niggas like damn
I don't really got the time
Taxing all these niggas like I'm Buku Saman
Pull up in that beamer
Pull up in that Lamb'
I finesse yo bitch, she know who I am
Counting all these racks
These niggas like damn
I don't really got the time to fall in love
I'm counting up these racks
I'm counting these bucks
Yuh
Who the fuck you testing? Please
Don't try yo luck
You can have that ho 'cause
I don't want her love
Chains on my neck like I'm
Fuck all these niggas
I know they don't like me
Pull up and
Fucking yo bitch and that pussy the tightest
Kick the bitch out, I sent that ho hiking
I ride around the city without a license
Look at my chain, it looking like snow
You don't want me, girl
I'm not what you want
I seen yo ho in the club
Shawty been showing me love
Lil' shawty be off of the drugs
She don't be giving no fucks
Look at my wrist, yeah, it glisten
Counting guap, yeah, my hands always itching
Fuck school, yeah, opps stayed in detention
She not texting you, I got her attention
Yo bitch all in my DMs but
I be chasing them M's
I be smoking Backwoods
You be smoking hella stems
Diamonds looking like a gym, flexing hard
No gym
Balling hard, no rim
I might break the fucking rim
Fuck this bitch named Kim
Took her from my nigga Tim
I play that ho like The Sims
Shout-out to bronem
I know these niggas so feminine
She say my dick taste like cinnamon
I finesse for them Benjamins
I got the hoes in Michigan