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led! - summrs lyrics

[intro]
marcelo
callari
come f*ck me, summrs, haha
ayy, yeah

[chorus]
came in with that bag, came in with that bread
and my b*tch bad, she a knucklehead
let’s go pop these tags, let’s go spend this bread
sippin’ on that red, i’m a real drankhead
i’m a skinny n*gga but my pockets stay fed
and if he talkin’ sh*t, fill his ass up with lead

[verse]
get your b*tch, she will not stop calling
when i’m in the mall, you know i’m balling, yeah
all this f*ckin’ money falling
if i ever did you wrong, sorry, not sorry
coolin’ with my b*tch in a m6
if it’s not the money, then who the f*ck is this?
for that bag, i’m running, running fast as sh*t
she say that i’m stunning, she likin’ all my pics
that’s your b*tch, boy, come get that hoe
sippin’ on that lean ’til i’m fallin’ on the floor
get that cash and go, i just get that cash and go
get that cash and go, get that cash and go
[chorus]
came in with that bag, came in with that bread
and my b*tch bad, she a knucklehead
let’s go pop these tags, let’s go spend this bread
sippin’ on that red, i’m a real drankhead
i’m a skinny n*gga but my pockets stay fed
and if he talkin’ sh*t, fill his ass up with lead (haha)

- summrs lyrics

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