Summer Walker

Album cover art for "Summer Walker" by Skilla Baby

Skilla Baby - Rap, USA

Summer Walker

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[Verse] A.P. on me, bust crazy I got on four chains Put the chopper on a nigga face, he look like Rocaine Buffs look like cocaine Omiri on my [?] D.N. D. my ho phone Working, I don't want no calls Bad bitch fetish, a pocket full of lettace My bag touch down on the [?] My swag come from Paris, my shoes come from Italy Niggas really think they fucking with me, must be kidding me Got the scat pack for the culture, I'm [?] My bitch bad as hell, but she crazy, Summer Walker I look like a Louis manaquin, [?] diamonds look like water No ceiling on the whip, I'm the new Dwayne Carter I got two phones, and they both slapping for two different reasons I'm like the freshest nigga in the game, every season If I don't hold my breath, I'm the realest nigga breathing Praying with my gloves on, tryna fight my demons I'm a Louis heathen, I'm a Dior demon I'm eating, my pockets growing like I feed them I don't want no handouts from niggas, I don't need them All my bitches love it here, 'cause I teach them When you talking to me, look me in my eye I'm tryna make a hundred [?] before I die I seen my first two fifty, made me cry They say I'm hot as hell, I be riding with my fire I don't talk to niggas, I don't trust them, not because I'm shy I take the lessons God give me to the chin, nigga, I don't never ask him why New scat packs, lamb chops, I love going fast Just in case I see an opp nigga in traffic, I get on his ass On the side street doing two hundred, I don't ever crash My mama say she worried 'bout me, I keep putting on my mask Thirty thousand on the cuban, I ain't have to hit my stash Twenty thousand on the diamond link, I take pics, no flash I came home, I ain't ask for shit, I got my hustle on I just counted out a half ticket, hurt my funny bone Everytime they hear hah, Skilla dropped another song We gon' spin the block, everytime a nigga rub me wrong Deal with business on this one, my bitches call my other phone Put some money on a nigga top, yop, they gon' bust his [?] His family looking for him, na, nuh uh, he ain't coming home Rocaine, this bitch hard

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  • Skilla Baby