Summrs - VPN lyrics

Yeah
Kankan on the beat
Yeah, yeah
Whoa, whoa
Yeah
Whoa, whoa

Get drugs off of the Tor
Lil' bitch, we on tour
Bitch, we ballin' and we
Don't play sports, yeah
But we put that lil' car in sport
Ok
We missed, mission failed
Call it a day, we gotta abort
But I swear next time we should've
Shot your ass, lil boy
We gon' score
Yeah, smoking on gas, fucking
Up my vocal chords
Woah
Lobbing 'em racks so fast like
It was a sport
She calling, she calling
I'm getting annoyed
She ignored
Yeah, fucking on a top model bitch
She from the up north
Yeah
Heard that you fuck with them juugs, yeah
Heard that you fuck with them scams, yeah
Sipping on this damn mud, whoa, RIP yams
She get excited when I put that bitch on cam
Yeah
Better get a VPN 'fore them
Niggas watch you on cam
Woah
I'm finna score on him, but
I finna goddamn slam
Yeah
She call me "Papi" and "Daddy"
I don't say "Mam"
Woah
She finna top me, I met her on her spam, yeah
She get sloppy, I can't even stand, woah
She get too close, I'ma give
That lil' hoe a chance
Yeah
Just ran up a couple bands
I'ma do my money dance
I'ma keep going hard 'til I
Get a hunnid bands
Woah
We in a foreign car and
We're fucking on a fan
Woah
It's getting hot in here
Could you please turn on a fan?
No, we don't do molly here
Bitch we be off the xans