
got dat muneh - summrs lyrics
[verse]
i said, “my pockets got that motherf*ckin’ money,” ah (ayy, yeah)
my pockets got that motherf*ckin’ money
and this glock, it got a f*ckin’ fifty drummy, dummy
i’m goin’ dummy, my pockets got them hundreds
the drank got me movin’ slow like a mummy
my ho got no stomach, broke b*tches make me vomit
higher than a comet, i don’t read no comments
i’m goin’ dummy, i just touched a f*ckin’ million
drank again like chameleon, my diamonds filthy
my diamonds filthy, this b*tch, she let me in, yeah
these b*tches love n*ggas with money that be winnin’
have them n*ggas run up in your house, come through your chimney
send these n*ggas, [?]
i just srt’d the f*ckin’ engine, hear me
i’ll never give another b*tch a penny
when i’m high, geeked, we get straight to f*ckin’ business
i don’t need no [?], know god is with me, this glocky with me
for n*ggas plottin’, i might blow it at your fitted
get your b*tch*ass slimed out, it ain’t no kiddin’
ain’t no kiddin’, got that semi
i’m not a motherf*ckin’ christian, i’m a villain
put my mask on in this b*tch, i’m like a villain
have my n*ggas come spray up this car with me
soon this b*tch seen that i was with her, she gave me her digits
two years ago, she ain’t wanna do nothin’ with me, yeah
she ain’t wanna have none do with me, yeah
i f*ckin’ hate all women, ah
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