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Summrs

My Glo

 

My Glo

(album: DEPARTURE666 (Living To Die...) - 2018)


It's Yung Bans and y'all better know I'm fucking with Surreal Gang!
Summrs, haha!

Shawty, she digging my swag, shawty, she digging my glo
We gotta get to that bag, baby, let's get it, let's go
Baby, let's get it, let's go, yeah, we gotta get to them rolls
Neiman Marcus, popping tags
Niggas still going out sad, yeah

Pull up, Beamer M6, 210 on the dash
You talking 'bout nonsense if it ain't about the cash
Ain't worried about a fucking thot, I'm worried about the bag
Hop right up in a Lexus, boy, you going out sad, yeah, you stressing
Stressing over a bitch, I fucked that lil' bitch up in Texas
She wanna come see how I live, I swear that this shit is a blessing
She wanna come up to the crib, come to the crib and just bless me
Baby, let's try something new, I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie
I'm loving the way that you talk, swear that shit is so sexy
I'm holding that Glock while I walk, dare a nigga to come test me
Lil' nigga say he want beef, boy, this bitch could get messy
Yeah, yeah

Shawty, she digging my swag, shawty, she digging my glo
We gotta get to that bag, baby, let's get it, let's go
Baby, let's get it, let's go, baby, let's get it, let's go

Lil' nigga, lil' bro, what you wearin'?
Pull up, that bitch, yeah, she staring
Hop right out the McLaren
My niggas got guns like a terrorist
Bitch, fresh as fuck, I'm running errands
Let's take a trip to Paris
Fell in love with the guap, get me married
You ducking smoke, lil' boy, you a scary
Look, X5, let's ride all night, you ride
Let's get high, baby, you so fly
I wanna fuck with you my whole life, yeah

Shawty, she digging my swag, shawty, she digging my glo
We gotta get to that bag, baby, let's get it, let's go
Baby, let's get it, let's go, yeah, we gotta get to them rolls
Neiman Marcus, popping tags
Niggas still going out sad, yeah
Pull up, Beamer M6, 210 on the dash
You talking 'bout nonsense if it ain't about the cash
Ain't worried about a fucking thot, I'm worried about the bag
Hop right up in a Lexus, boy, you

done

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