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rip virgil - summrs lyrics

[chorus]
put that big body maybach right on the curb
just bought an audemars piguet, diamonds came out the dirt
you should not copy my lifestyle, it’s not gonna work
i just got all of this money, in love with the percs
in this b*tch, i’m going dummy, i’m off of these percs
close the curtains
in the backseat swervin’, n*gga pockets hurtin’
with the birds they chirpin’, these racks got ’em nervous
this b*tch is a serpent, know the devil is workin’
told her, “pull her pants up,” twerkin’
getting money the purpose, you know it be urgent
suck it tight like a virgin, yeah, thesе shoes by virgil

[verse 1]
i’m at the top of the stars, bеlieve it or not on my cars
me and my n*ggas ain’t beefin’ ’bout broads, with the da it’s stuck on the wall
i’m f*ckin’ this b*tch with my ice on, her pockets suddenly lipo
got these n*ggas they mad like psycho, drugs got me goin’ psycho
white girl, draco
hit ’em right back of the skull, and give ’em a halo, ‘alo
family gon’ get ’em, not cuffin’ ’em
my [?] from [?], unstable, ‘stable
i do what i do, you’re not able
the label watching me just like its cable (cable)
’cause they know i’ll go up and now they gon’ have to come
give me the muhf*ckin’ anchors (anchors)
the draco f*ckin’ shake ’em
i’m gambling with all of this paper
i’m gambling without a limit, i know i can’t save ’em
and they know that i’m getting rich as f*ck and they know that they hater
i ain’t going back and forth [?] the b*tch, i’ma bite ya
i’ma get you this gold, i be in the [?], it’s gon’ bake you
most of these n*ggas are syno*ny*nyms because i made ’em (woo, woo)
i got rich as f*ck and they hate it, yeah
[chorus]
put that big body maybach right on the curb
just bought an audemars piguet, diamonds came out the dirt
you should not copy my lifestyle, it’s not gonna work
i just got all of this money, in love with the percs
in this b*tch, i’m going dummy, i’m off of these percs
close the curtains
in the backseat swervin’, n*gga pockets hurtin’
with the birds they chirpin’, these racks got ’em nervous
this b*tch is a serpent, know the devil is workin’
told her, “pull her pants up,” twerkin’
getting money the purpose, you know it be urgent
suck it tight like a virgin, yeah, these shoes by virgil

- summrs lyrics

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