listen - Summrs

I hop on a beat and I put my feelings in it

Baby, how you doing?

It’s been a minute

Bitch, I’m riding around and the windows tinted

We gon hit up Saks and just spend it

I got Gucci on my damn pendant

Got a bankroll and you can’t bend it

I’m in the CT and I’m lane switching

She said «Summerino, boy, you so splendid»

Where is the money at?

I’ma go get it

I’m smoking dope, baby, and I’m so lifted

Yeah, I’m fucking your hoe but it ain’t your business

Got the choppa on me it’s gon go ballistic

Got the dopamine smoking futuristic

They like «Rino, boy how you did it?»

They like «Rino, nigga how you did it?»

«I be sipping lean, boy, how you did it?»

«You got a bad bitch, boy, how you did it?»

«You smoking cat piss, boy, how you did it?»

«And your music, boy, how you do it?»

I’m that nigga, baby, bitch, I’m improving

I’m that nigga, baby, and I’m sticking to it

I’m that nigga, baby, no you been knew it

I’m not even rapping bitch I’m just talking

I’m getting guap and I’m just walking

I’m threw with you, why is you stalking?

They got me dead like I’m in a coffin

I’m making music right up in my office

I’m in Miami but I’m not a dolphin

Damn my bitch so bad she need a caution

I’m sipping on healthy and I’m not coughing

My bitch booty solid just like a muffin

I got the raw cone bitch I’m stuffing

I just made five bands it ain’t nothing

He just be talking he be bluffing

I’ma carve the wood just like a pumpkin

And I’ma really shoot, bitch, I ain’t pumping

Baby, I’m balling I ain’t even dunk it

I’m with lil Duece that boy hunting

Bitch, you don’t even really listen

Bitch, I feel like you just hearing

Baby, do you really listen?

Do you really listen, baby

I feel like you just hearing

I feel like you don’t feel me

I feel like you fear me

I feel like you don’t listen

I feel like you just hearing

Babygirl, you gotta listen

Babygirl, you gotta listen

Babygirl, you gotta listen

Babygirl, you gotta listen

Babygirl, you gotta listen

I hop on a beat and I put my feelings in it

Baby, how you doing?

It’s been a minute

Bitch, I’m riding around and the windows tinted

We gon hit up Saks and just spend it

I got Gucci on my damn pendant

Got a bankroll and you can’t bend it

I’m in the CT and I’m lane switching

She said Summerino boy you’re so splendid

Where is the money at?

Imma go get it

I’m smoking dope baby and I’m so lifted

Yeah, I’m fucking your hoe, but it ain’t your business

Got the choppa on me it’s gon go ballistic

Got it over me smoking futuristic

They like «Rino boy how you did it?»

They like «Rino, nigga how you