Summo

Blame Swag for this motherfucker Mike Sauce found the way, nigga Yung Swerve Chorus Oh, shit Shit, I'm getting forty a show A show Knew he'd break on a ho A ho I need mo' I need mo', I need mo' I need mo' I need some more, and some more, and some more, and some more, and some more I need some motherfuckin' mo' I need some more, and some more, and some more, and some more, and some more I need some motherfuckin' mo', my nigga Post-Chorus Oh, yeah, thirty-eight hundred a bag Bag, I came back on they ass Back on they ass I need mo' I need mo', I need mo' I need mo' I need somе more, and some more, and somе more, and some more, and some more I need some motherfuckin' mo' I need some more, and some more, and some more, and some more, and some more Let me get that Verse 1 I told that bitch, No I told that bitch, No I ain't got shit for ya I ain't got shit for ya She got to pay me to fuck Pay me, I ain't even got the dick for ya Not for free What you thought I was a trick Huh What you thought I was a lick Huh You think I'm a 'nother rapper with a tender dick Huh You can't stand on a bitch Wait You took that bitch on a date, bought her a steak, just out of your place Never I sent that bitch out of state, she ask for a break, I told that bitch, Wait Hold on Give a fuck how big her ass is Ass is, put that bitch in the back like a ad-lib Ad-lib Keep asking me for a bag, told the bitch she might as well take a bad pill Bitch, die I ain't got shit for ya, I wouldn't throw water on a bitch if she was on fire Fire Let that ho suck a nigga dick dry Dry, order a Mac double and a fry Fry Say you ain't trickin' if you got this shit, who ever said that shit was trippin' Was trippin' Order a hundred meals or a hundred years, I'ma beat some motherfuckin' pimpin' Chorus Oh, shit Shit, I'm getting forty a show A show Knew he'd break on a ho A ho I need mo' I need mo', I need mo' I need mo' I need some more, and some more, and some more, and some more, and some more I need some motherfuckin' mo' I need some more, and some more, and some more, and some more, and some more I need some motherfuckin' mo', my nigga Post-Chorus Oh, yeah, thirty-eight hundred a bag Bag, I came back on they ass Back on they ass I need mo' I need mo', I need mo' I need mo' I need some more, and some more, and some more, and some more, and some more I need some motherfuckin' mo' I need some more, and some more, and some more, and some more, and some more Let me get that Verse 2 I put her on game and that she know how to treat lames Lames She ain't even got no IG IG, she ain't lookin' for no fame Fame Sent her to Blue Flame Flame, brought me sixty and some chains She want me to get her name tatted Huh, bitch, you must got brain damage No No, I'm still a street nigga, cop a 'bow 'Bow One fifty a quarter, four hundred a O O I want some mo' Mo', I want some mo' Mo' I want some mo' and some motherfuckin' mo' Mo' She wanna fuck Fuck, I want her throat Throat I gotta go, made this shit quick Quick I want it all, I'm tryna get rich Rich I'm tryna break a rap nigga bitch They getting fried, it's Saturday, Sunday, that's like a hundred, yeah, yeah They talking down on me, got 'em mumblin', feet up, got 'em fumblin' Yeah Pockets stuffed like omelets Omelets Feds label me a convict Convict I want some mo', I want some mo' I came up off of motherfuckin' pimpin' Chorus Oh, shit Shit, I'm getting forty a show A show Knew he'd break on a ho A ho I need mo' I need mo', I need mo' I need mo' I need some more, and some more, and some more, and some more, and some more I need some motherfuckin' mo' I need some more, and some more, and some more, and some more, and some more I need some motherfuckin' mo', my nigga Post-Chorus Oh, yeah, thirty-eight hundred a bag Bag, I came back on they ass Back on they ass I need mo' I need mo', I need mo' I need mo' I need some more, and some more, and some more, and some more, and some more I need some motherfuckin' mo' I need some more, and some more, and some more, and some more, and some more Let me get that