lirik lagu summrs, francis wolfe & alex howlers - used 2 it! (remix)
[intro]
this a chaingang exclusive
[verse 1: summrs]
n~ggas be on that lame sh~t, yeah, okay, i’m used to it
she gon’ f~ck me and my n~ggas, yeah, okay, she used to it, (woah)
n~ggas tryna bite my swag, baby, okay, i’m used to it
yeah, i just put a xan in my sprite, okay, uh yuh, that stupid sh~t
i was broke as f~ck back then, now i go buy some stupid sh~t
(yeah)
wick just pulled up, he finna drop the roof and sh~t
fell in love with hunnids, okay, finna marry it
had to go to the bank, make a quick deposit, cause i couldn’t carry it
make her so stupid off that xan, tryna marry it
xd~45 with a holster, f&n
she like, lil rino you the best
put the feds inside my chest
let’s put that bullet proof vest to the tеst
you wanna talk that sh~t say less
[chorus: summrs]
in love with that money, i’m likе “yes”
in love with the xannies, i’m like “yes”
in love with the percs, oh my god
in love with that lean, oh my god (oh)
in love with the racks, oh my god (yeah)
in love with the fashion, oh my god (yeah)
paris shoes on my feet, oh my god, okay
[verse 2: francis wolfe]
okay, riding around in that bape
okay, i’m used to all the off the hate
okay, you needa stay out the way
okay, these n~ggas be knowin my name
they know my name now so they phones out when i show up
riding round in that tesla; b~tterfly wings when the doors up
i stayed to ten toes down so it’s chrome hearts from my toes up
he wanna hate now cuz his main girl chose up
[bridge: alex howlers]
y’know we just gon’ howl at the moon
say your manifestations and howl at the moon
the universe got you
let’s get it
[verse 3: francis wolfe]
we wolves; you n~ggas sheep
we woke; you n~ggas sleep
hit the gas then i go to sleep
wake up and do my thing
chrome hearts on my jewelry
racks stuffed in my ksubi jeans
clean supreme on my white tee
this lifestyle ain’t new to me
no perc, no xans
backwoods with the gas
flex in that yves saint laurent
we just be counting that cash
put the the pedal to the metal
rockstar heavy metal
fear of god; no devil
and we just be playin’ with cash
[outro: alex howlers]
you just been goin’ out sad
went on my page, and seen all the drip
they been going out mad
i’m in my lane and i’m doing my thing
big bread in that bag
saint laurent on that tag
lurk denim with the rick owens
howlers club on that rack
bulletproof like smook
all my photographers shoot
girl jump in the coupe
50 grand for the loot
day ones, i swear we adored
i’m high like a eagle; i swear we gon’ soar
her dior just fell to the floor
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