‎put out fye

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Woah-woah-woah, woah-woah-woah Woah-woah-woah (Bitch, haha) Ha, woah, ha, woah, ha, oh-oh [Chorus: Summrs, Summrs & Autumn!] You gotta crawl before you walk Don't worry bout me, lil' bitch, I'm guwop Came in this bitch with a couple shooters Extended mag look like a ruler Ain't hearin' nan' if it ain't the moolah Chain put out fire just like a cooler Smokin' on trees, this shit is some Za' [Verse 1: Summrs] She wet like a sink Fucked the bitch on a floor, had to use me a mop Don't care what you think I came too far, I can't just stop Bitch, what is your name? Go behind my back, that's how you get cropped Stop sayin' you can't You could do anything, lil' nigga just try [Chorus: Summrs, Summrs & Autumn!] You gotta crawl before you walk Don't worry bout me, lil' bitch, I'm guwop Came in this bitch with a couple shooters Extended mag look like a ruler Ain't hearin' nan' if it ain't the moolah Chain put out firе just like a cooler Smokin' on trees, this shit is some Za' [Verse 2: Summrs] For mе, she get wet, for you, she get dry She love how I dress, she love my attire We carry them sticks, you know we gon' slide Don't fuck with me, I advise you not die It tore me to pieces when Brenda had died (Bitch, haha) I tried to trust, but you always gon' lie Four-feezy on my side He out his meezy, must wanna die My niggas be creepin' all on your side I fell in the deep end, so I get high When this beat gon' end? 'Cause I'm tired You got no reason for you to lie I fuck with your speed but I ain't gon' lie Fucked up the other night when you said that shit that you had said to me And it brought me down harder than I ever been Xannies callin' out, I haven't popped one since then Money all around, why won't you go get that shit? Niggas talkin' down, I can't just go let you in If my bitch stay down, I'm gon' Cartier her wrist I be coughin', this ain't no fuckin' Covid I keep coughin', these people think that I'm sick Keep on coughin', they might give you pint of Tris My nigga lost it, he popped that nigga in his shit I just bought this, paid 'bout ten bands for this fit I'm tryna hit it, let me know what the deal is [Chorus: Summrs, Summrs & Autumn!] You gotta crawl before you walk Don't worry bout me, lil' bitch, I'm guwop Came in this bitch with a couple shooters Extended mag look like a ruler Ain't hearin' nan' if it ain't the moolah Chain put out fire just like a cooler Smokin' on trees, this shit is some Za'