Summrs
At the pop up
(Zoom, zoom!)
(Zoom, zoom, zoom)
(Go, go, go)

Aye, aye
Baby I'm rollin off a bean
And I gotta beam on this SMG
Goin' top speed in this AMG
Aye look, I know you wanna be me
I'm fuckin' this hoe while he hatin on me
I'm off of the lean and I'm poppin them E's
I'm smokin on gas and I'm not on E
Run in up
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Tatted up like I'm Lil Peep
Put a lil n***a 6 deep
And put a bitch 6 deep
If she ever snitch on me
Look at my versatility
I got the guns, artillery
I'm inna ghost, it's mystery
(Go)

We gon' jugg this lil n***a
We gon' put this lil n***a up
Count figures, lil n***a
Behind him, i'll put a n***a up
Behind him i'll fill em up
Smokin on gas so it fill me up
Ridin around in the Hemi truck
You can see my gun, it ain't even tucked
I'm fuckin this bitch and [?]
Inna all black AMG, leave him in the dust
Give a n***a smoke like we at Rust
Caught that bitch outside, now the bitch want justice
Look at the top, its just us, bitch
Him and his bitch they broke as shit
Oh my god Autumn, reload yo shit
N***a want smoke? Bust out that shit
I'm a heavyweight, n***a, i'm runnin this shit
VLone on me, mean i'm lonely as shit
These lil n***as, they jabroni and shit
She ridin' my dick like a pony or sum
I'm kickin' shit at the pop up
Jayway, let the top up
Dreads in my head, i'm a rasta
I need my cheese, need my pasta
Smokin on cookie, the ganja
Look at my fit, this is Gosha
My n***as they stand like some soldiers
Im off of a xan, i'm not sober
We gon' jugg his bread like i'm not sober
We gon' jugg his bread like he a toaster
(Uhhh, uhhh, uhhh!)
(Goo, goo, goo)
(Zoom, zoom, ooom)
(Yeah)
(Alright)