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Track: Baby Blue Gwag
Artist: Summrs
Album: Stuck In My Ways

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Name: Summrs
Spotify Genres: underground hip hop
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LYRICS

Somewhere high, noddin' off in the back of a G-Wagen
Don't try me or my niggas 'cause we savage
Look up at the stars and you could grab it
If you act right, you know you could have it
Had his bitch in the motherfuckin' coupe, smashin'
Sometimes I don't know what to do, feel like crashin'
Thinkin 'bout goin' to buy you a baby blue G-Wagen
These other niggas didn't know what to do, thought they had it
These days my wrist cost a fucking coupe, this life lavish
If he get out of line, hit him with this tool, do him nasty (Oh, oh)
With that switch, I'ma rock out, then it go boom
Had to get this bitch up out of my life, she wanna see me lose
Know that I could buy you LV or Jimmy Choo
You better not try nothing crazy, gon' be on the news
Could tell that you was mine by the smell of your perfume
I been that nigga, baby girl, since I was in the womb
Commitment issues, baby girl, I got trust Issues
Went back to the boo, Brenda baby, I miss you
Back to the basics and she like my fragrance, my whip spacious
Sippin' on a glass pint of Tech, this shit really outdated
Fifty allegations, made it through the bullshit, then I elevated
They say lil' Rino won't break in the mainstream, say he overrated
Crib that I'm finna buy, this bitch got a fuckin' elevator
Fuck you, see you later, bye, bye, bye, bye to the haters
We was broke, down bad, ain't have shit in our refrigerator
He told on me, he down bad, that nigga is a fucking traitor
I'm a facilitator, got them fucking shooters like they Jayson Tatum
Bad bitch in Panama, but she state to state, brought up in Jamaica
Thanksgiving, we ain't have no turkey, but I flew this bad bitch straight to Turkey
She got a BBL, then she let me taste it, taste just like a veggie
I'm preachin' this shit like a sermon, know he scared to hear my verdict
Ridin' round, top down
Hold me down, don't X me out
Used to call me out, now they burned out
But let's travel round, wanna bless you
Get next to you, wanna sex you
Spend a check on you
Knew you was the one, first day I met you, I ain't get no neck from you
Want the best for you, want the best of you
You got the best off me, don't lose me
You got the key