Released on April 1, 2019

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[Chorus: Summrs]

I just walked in YSL (Yeah)

Spent a bag by myself (Yeah)

These niggas out sad, they need to go and hold this L

I'm sipping lean, got that shit through the mail

Smoking on gas pack, I get higher than a damn shelf

In a Tesla S, this bitch gon' drive itself

Wool grey interior, and Louie seat belts

I'm too superior, these niggas, they hate

I might roll a whole eight

Smoke it all in a day

Autopilot in the Wraith

Drop the top, ok

I'm flexing my bands

You flexing yo' bae

I don't think I can stand

The xan got me baked

I'm higher than the fucking hills

Up in LA

I don't do no deals

Just give me my papе

I'ma fuck that hoe

Then go 'bout yo' day


[Verse 1: Summrs]

I'm lil' Rino baby, I'ma go 'bout my day

I need some prеss, so I'ma get it every way

Driving so fast, Ion even think he can catch the pace

In the S-class, bitch I'm coming in first place

I just spent a band on some Prada Cloudbust's

You need to catch-up, 'cause you still stuck in mustard

These niggas be gay, can't be my friend, lil' busta

Fake lean busta

That nigga sippin' Tussion'

And the juggs bussin'

Why you ain't hit nothin'?


[Verse 2: Kidwavehoe]

Hello baby, is you fucking?

I need my bread like a muffin

These niggas be lyin', they bluffin'

I'm getting fat like a gluten (Fat)

These niggas be kissing they cousins (Cousin)

I'm hot like a microwave oven (Hot)

Stop, I hit juggs by the dozen (Dozen, twelve)

You lovin' that hoe, boy you cuffin' (Cuffin')

I get the guap, no discussion (Ha)

I wake up and burn me a Russian

I'm taking my time, It's no rushin' (No rushin')

I'm bringing it back, like I'm runnin' (Hah)

He say he want smoke, but he doesn't (He don't)

This Choppa take him to the summit (The top)

Kick the hoe out, like I'm puntin' (Ok)

This Moncler on me, boy I'm stuntin' (Moncler)

I'm balling like I'm Andre Drummond (Woo)

That nigga a bitch, better toughen (Better tou-)


[Outro: Kidwavehoe]

(Better tou-tou-tou, kill it, yuh)