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Summrs

From The Jump

 

From The Jump

(album: No Regrets - 2018)


(Love you, Summrs)

Knew you was straight from the jump
Smoking on gas from the jump
These niggas, they clumsy, they chumps
Feel under pressure, got stress in my lungs
Yeah, Versace and Prada my shoes
They watching everything we do
Hop in the spaceship with lil' baby
We can take off to the moon
Dodging labels like a juke
I'm balling like I play for Duke
Look in my cup, I'm sipping DJ Screw
Ew, ew, lil' bitch made me puke
I'm in the stu', I'm going coo
Mob going crazy, like, get to the loot
My foot on they necks just like [?]
They watching Summrs just like I'm the news

I'm sipping on medicine, yeah, this ain't no regular juice
[?] medicine if she ever play me like a fool
[?] be the preference, I get high as the fucking moon
I pull up to your residence and let this ho loose
My cup full of residue and I'm posted on the avenue
My bitch wet as fuck, I might need a fucking canoe
Off of a pill stuck as fuck, stuck like some fucking glue
That bitch said she wanna fuck, I'm like tell that ho come through
I know that I'ma be up, just waiting for my breakthrough
I'ma finna come pick you up, baby, tell me when your shift through
Been that nigga lil' baby, this shit ain't new
I'm in this bitch going eighty, I don't need a fucking coupe

Knew you was straight from the jump
Smoking on gas from the jump
These niggas, they clumsy, they chumps
Feel under pressure, got stress in my lungs
Yeah, Versace and Prada my shoes
They watching everything we do
Hop in the spaceship with lil' baby
We can take off to the moon
Dodging labels like a juke
I'm balling like I play for Duke
Look in my cup, I'm sipping DJ Screw
Ew, ew, lil' bitch made me puke
I'm in the stu', I'm going coo
Mob going crazy, like, get to the loot
My foot on they necks just like [?]
They watching Summrs just like I'm the news

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