Testo Summers Ours - Zillionaire Doe
Testo della canzone Summers Ours (Zillionaire Doe), tratta dall'album Mr. 14 Months
Youngest Boss, nigga
Summer ours, nigga, I'm finna do 'em in (cook up, Cartel)
They got me fucked up
Nigga, they got me fucked
Summer ours, nigga, I'm finna do 'em in
Ridin' through the city in some shit you wouldn't expect me in
Nigga, crowd go crazy, they hear, "This a million-dollar phone"
Feds on a nigga for the motion, know we really get it on
I ain't lyin' in my raps, really sold that
All the street niggas feelin' Doe, nigga, 'cause they know it's facts
Nigga, anti cap what I stand on
At 17, I had a plug bring 'em to me, nigga, I been grown
Nigga, unity is power, I'm reppin' New Dallas
My nigga Mir rep that East but you know he good in South Dallas
Nigga, I don't discriminate, I'm servin' everybody
When I pull up on the scene, bag full in all four pockets
What you need? Place your order, guaranteed we got it
Youngest Boss, I'm stuntin' like a nigga plugged in with John Gotti
Mavs game, we on the floor, I'm with Yo Gotti
Doe still active, gettin' boxes off, shit, probably
I ain't lyin' in my raps, really sold that
All the street niggas feelin' Doe, nigga, 'cause they know it's facts
Nigga, anti cap what I stand on
At 17, I had a plug bring 'em to me, nigga, I been grown
Summer ours, nigga, I'm finna do 'em in
Ridin' through the city in some shit you wouldn't expect me in
Nigga, crowd go crazy, they hear, "This a million dollar phone"
Feds on a nigga for the motion, know we really get it on
I ain't stingy with this shit, all my niggas eat
Everybody shine together, free my niggas Reek and E
Queen seen where I was trappin', now you finna see me BET
If I serve you, nigga, don't tell nobody, nigga, keep this shit discreet
Louis V, Hermès, nigga, I'm havin' options
Niggas tryna play me like I suck, so I gotta pop it
Nigga, I can go to the stash and pull an M out
The feds hit, I ain't touch it, all good off them three routes
Nigga, all the rap money, I just invested shit
Doe gon' get his money and mind his business, nigga, ain't with that messy shit
J gave me all the game, nigga, I'm goin' with it
Free the Prince, nigga, my nigga kicked back smilin' in his cell
Nigga, South Dallas, nigga, I put on, nigga
Rap money, trap money, money long, nigga
Doe a one hit wonder? You was wrong, nigga
Never been a trick, right game, shit wrong, nigga
I ain't lyin' in my raps, really sold that
All the street niggas feelin' Doe, nigga, 'cause they know it's facts
Nigga, anti cap what I stand on
At 17, I had a plug bring 'em to me, nigga, I been grown
Summer ours, nigga, I'm finna do 'em in
Ridin' through the city in some shit you wouldn't expect me in
Nigga, crowd go crazy, they hear, "This a million dollar phone"
Feds on a nigga for the motion, know we really get it on
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Writer(s): Anthony Maya, Armondo Griffin Jr., Dario Amaya
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