Catch a Kill (Explicit)-Summrs

Catch a Kill (Explicit)

歌手:Summrs

时间:2022-06-27

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作词 : Deante Johnson/Hudson Major

作曲 : Deante Johnson/Hudson Major

Niggas sendin' threats through a text message and shit

Tryna send hoes to follow us and **** on me and every one of my niggas

Thought they set a nigga up like a nigga just stupid or somethin' (Haha)

Ha, same *****, them same fingers you used to type that shit, ***** (Fah)

Make sure (Fah, fah) they be the same fingers that squeeze that ***** when you see me (Bah)

Fah, bow

Bird business

Up in that mo****in' stolo with a ****ing cutter on me, he's a no show

Send my partner to flip your ass, to send your ass where you don't wanna go

This ***** giving me dumb throat, this ***** giving me dumb throat

Catch that *****, wе gon' dump bro

Rip on his ass and roll his bro

Pussy-ass nigga don't know me, we could go rack-for-rack 'cause I'm rеally rich

**** all that lil' pussy **** and that silly shit, gon' catch a kill

And the drank came sealed, I could buy my deal (My deal)

I don't got my Glock concealed (Uh-uh), so you know it's hot in here (Hot in here)

She like how my watch appear (Appear), see it through the rear view mirror (View mirror)

Tryna keep the snakes from 'round here ('Round here)

Most of the time, gone off pills

Most of the time, I'm under the influence

You know I talk that cheese real fluent (Yeah)

You know these racks, yeah, I'm pursuing (Yeah, huh)

This bird business, we never losin' (Bird business)

I'm with MBM murder gang (Murder gang)

And that AR came with a cooler

Remember that ***** called me her chooser

Now that ***** callin' me zaddy

Remember used to rock caddies, now it's S560 4MATIC

This Cartier getting old, I think it's time to go Patek

Keep me a ****in' baddie, each got a fatty, clutchin' my plastic

Money damn near elastic, check my fashion, Louis my fabrics (My fabric, yeah)

Emilio Pucci my jacket, keep that ratchet part of my fashion (Pucci, pop, huh)

Cartier Buff glasses, too much racks start madness (Yeah)

Up in that muh****in' stolo with a ****ing cutter on me, he's a no show

Send my partner to kill his ass, to send his ass where you don't wanna go

This ***** giving me dumb throat, this ***** giving me dumb throat

Catch that boy, we gon' dump bro

Rip on his ass and roll his bro

Pussy-ass nigga don't know me, we could go rack-for-rack 'cause I'm really rich

**** all that lil' pussy **** and that silly **** (Go do a drill)

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