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summer breeze - qmoe lyrics

[intro]
hugo

[chorus: k4ri]
what i say? we gon’ bring them sticks in every show i go
and if i can’t? f*ck i look like takin’ risks like that? you slow?
valet park when i pull up, f*ck i look like gettin’ towed?
walk in club, a lot of bucks on me, a b*tch gon’ sell her soul
super turnt, got two chains on my neck, be feelin’ hurt
my b*tch say she don’t like my ringtone ’cause it go off so berserk
i can’t take hoes on no date, i might say that, but i just flirt
stupid hoes get on my nerves, pop this perc’, float like a bird

[post*chorus: k4ri]
only stay with reapers, duckin’ law, you try and you’ll get purged
all these hoes eaters, none of thеm keepers, f*ck the set, it hurt
go ask nathan for that pursе, f*ck the gang, you put in work
me and qmoe love that cash, but we still take bowls for a verse

[verse 1: qmoe]
broke a qp down before i left, that sh*t got super sold
check my brother’ wrist, that sh*t a glist’, you know we super cold
steady ridin’ ’round with glocks in pockets, n*ggas super bold
heard the police ain’t even ask you questions, you just super told
n*ggas know it
bro keep talkin’ ’bout this money that he got, but never show it
steady talkin’ ’bout the za he move, but he never blow it
n*ggas cappin’, supercharge, my n*ggas lappin’
i’m too rich to do the dappin’
i’m too high to do the yappin’
casamigos, she a freak ho, i can’t take her on no date
she be rollin’ off the ecstasy, all white girls love to skate
know this white girl, call her, “kate,” she wan’ eat, get her a plate
tony tiger, said it’s great, i’m robbin’ son, call me, “nate”
f*ck i look like doin’ shows if you ain’t throwin’ me a bag?
f*ck i look like slidin’ through the shootout with a fifty mag’?
sixteen shots, that sh*t enough, he not tough, i call his bluff
like a draft, this get rough, movin’ weight like n*ggas buff, b*tch
[chorus: k4ri]
what i say? we gon’ bring them sticks in every show i go
and if i can’t? f*ck i look like takin’ risks like that? you slow?
valet park when i pull up, f*ck i look like gettin’ towed?
walk in club, a lot of bucks on me, a b*tch gon’ sell her soul
super turnt, got two chains on my neck, be feelin’ hurt
my b*tch say she don’t like my ringtone ’cause it go off so berserk
i can’t take hoes on no date, i might say that, but i just flirt
stupid hoes get on my nerves, pop this perc’, float like a bird

[post*chorus: k4ri]
only stay with reapers, duckin’ law, you try and you’ll get purged
all these hoes eaters, none of them keepers, f*ck the set, it hurt
go ask nathan for that purse, f*ck the gang, you put in work
me and qmoe love that cash, but we still take bowls for a verse

[verse 2: qmoe & k4ri]
ayy, qmoe, pass that dope, glock .19 blow like summer breeze
always rockin’ purple, but these ksubis be my summer jeans
h*ll nah, you can’t f*ck with me, lil’ b*tch, but you can f*ck the team
i ain’t never worried ’bout no b*tch, i’m rich, like, f*ck you mean?
i love my cash, i never f*ck with rats, i ain’t even go to chuck e. cheese
this b*tch a gnat, i’m fly as h*ll, no bat, look like a hundred gs
’cause i hate bein’ honest, dominant n*gga like giannis, n*ggas won’t buck with me
ohio state, oh hi, my bad, i’m late, i was with bucky b
‘member when n*ggas was fat, ain’t have no pack, now b*tches gon’ f*ck with me
solo on that block, just me and glock, now n*ggas wan’ tuck with me
[bridge: k4ri]
uh*huh, uh*huh, let’s go
ayy, qmoe, what we on?

- qmoe lyrics

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