SUM MORE ! Lyrics

And these niggas be acting like bitches, they choosing

Smile in your face behind doors

They be snakes in the grass and believe that they watch what u doing

Trust none these people, got trust in my ruger

Double R truck it be fast when it's moving

I ain't have food in my belly

I got off my ass and made sure i went straight to the mula

Fuck what they say i don't listen to rumors

Let me turn up the beat let me feel it some more

Perc in my pocket, got lean and some more

Balmain, designer, celine and some more

I've been smoking exotic, white cookies and more

Bro got a spoon cooking dope on a stove

Plenty of tools, we got rugers and more

And he ready to shoot, all I do is say go

That's a couple some goons shooting right at your throat

And i'm whipping, i'm skirtin' like crazy

Couple bits in the whip trynna' kiss me and shit

Wen she suck it i'm feeling amazing

They ain't handed me none

Had to get out the mud, so wen i spit they don't think that i'm playing

And my wrist steady flood, imma roll up a slug, take a hit then i go super saiyan

Never switch gotta stick to the plan yeah

Pull up with sticks, and we turn up the function

My nigga hop out, and he getting to switching

She felt on the dick and I told her gon' hump her

I pull down my pants and I show her the glizzy

2 door the whip, and I ball out no jumper

I'm hittin' the ramp and I'm gettin' to flippin'

Give a fuck bout the bitch, shawty told her don't love her

I smack on her ass when i tell her to lift it

Trust none these niggas I fuck with my momma

I fuck with the bag and i fuck with the bishop

Sell a few jiggas, I get it, I double up

Hit up my mans if u trynna get with me

Lil nigga mad he upset I be fucking her

She coming right back u would think I be tricking

If it's a problem a lil nigga running up

Hop out da scat and gone leave about 50

I've been up getting paper

She said I'm obnoxious, I think that I'm special

I think I'm amazing

I smoke on exotic, my coupe look robotic

We taking vacations

I keep it 100, I know that I got it

Just gotta be patient

Got the bread and I saved it

But it ain't nothing basic

Let me turn up the beat let me feel it some more

Perc in my pocket, got lean and some more

Balmain, designer, celine and some more

I've been smoking exotic, white cookies and more

Bro got a spoon cooking dope on a stove

Plenty of tools, we got rugers and more

And he ready to shoot, all I do is say go

That's a couple some goons shooting right at your throat

And i'm whipping, i'm skirtin' like crazy

Couple bits in the whip trynna' kiss me and shit

Wen she suck it i'm feeling amazing

They ain't handed me none

Had to get out the mud, so wen i spit they don't think that i'm playing

And my wrist steady flood, imma roll up a slug, take a hit then i go super saiyan

Never switch gotta stick to the plan yeah