[Pre-Intro]
I'ma glow 'til I die, got it tatted on me
I can't fuck with him, he lame, I heard he ratted on me
Smokin' 'Woods, I'm like a plane, I keep that ratchet on me
I don't wear no shit that's lame, I shop at Saks Fifth, homie
I be sparkin' up, I'm so gone, smokin' gas to the dome
She wanna come to my home, she wanna blow up my phone
Wear everything that I got, she wanna put it on
I be countin' up these knots, did it all on my own

[Intro]
Ayy, yeah, ayy (Yeah, yeah)
Woah, woah (Yeah, yeah)
Go, go, go (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, ha (Woah)
Ha, ha, ha
Go, go, go, go (Woah, woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I'ma glow 'til I die, got it tatted on me
I can't fuck with him, he lame, I heard he ratted on me
Smokin' 'Woods, I'm like a plane, I keep that ratchet on me
I don't wear no shit that's lame, I shop at Saks Fifth, homie
I be sparkin' up, I'm so gone, smokin' gas to the dome
She wanna come to my home, she wanna blow up my phone
Wear everything that I got, she wanna put it on
I be countin' up these knots, did it all on my own
[Verse]
He think he found the one, that's not your bitch
I been fucked that bitch
She all on my dick (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Wanna have my kids (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Open up to me like a lid (Uh-huh, that's right)
Smokin' real OG, no mid (Yeah, that's right)
I be gone, way off the grid (Yeah, that's right)
She all on me like a tick
She say, "Summrs, boy, you is so lit" (Uh-huh, that's right)
I been doin' this shit since a kid (Uh-huh, that's right)
I been doin' this way since a jit (Let's go)
What you want? I got it
I don't wear no Hot Topic
I'ma let it blow just like a rocket
And this coupe is fast and I ain't stoppin'
With your lil' boo, we just shoppin'
I get so damn flee without a stylist
Lil' SummrBangz, I'm the wildest (Yeah)
Lil' SummrBangz, I'm the hottest

[Outro]
I'ma glow 'til I die, got it tatted on me
I can't fuck with him, he lame, I heard he ratted on me
Smokin' 'Woods, I'm like a plane, I keep that ratchet on me
I don't wear no shit that's lame, I shop at Saks Fifth, homie
I be sparkin' up, I'm so gone, smokin' gas to the dome
She wanna come to my home, she wanna blow up my phone
Wear everything that I got, she wanna put it on
I be countin' up these knots, did it all on my own