Summrs Get Em Gone Lyrics

I get so high like I got wings
Big ole .9 in my jeans
And I'm kicking shit up in Queens
Smoking a raw cones, cookie cream
And I got a [?] on a .223
Riding down Fish St in a Beam', yeah
Yeah, yeah, baby, I got just what you need
The lean, the percs, the drank
Finna go and hit the bank
Smoking on the OG stank
Walk in the court smelling like the dank
Your nigga mad I'm do what he can't
VV's wetter than a fish tank
I'm off the lean my mind was blank
I need and go get my teeth bust down
Used to be lame I don't give a f*ck now
My wrist shining like a f*cking lighthouse
These niggas goofy, Mickey Mouse Clubhouse
That nigga walk in Saks and use a discount
720S and I'm finna floor it
You got the Tech, lil nigga, pour it Can't f*ck with that bitch she got me snoring
I'm black as f*ck but I'm in a foreign
I get that chicken early in the morning
We gon smoke this nigga without a morning
I'm eating good, nigga, gourmet
I get a whip to valet
My diamonds dancing like its ballet

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah
We gon get that nigga gone
Get that nigga gone
Get that nigga gone
We gon get that nigga, yeah
Get that nigga gone
We gon get that nigga gone
Get that nigga bltt
We gon get that nigga whew, yeah
Get that nigga
We gon get that nigga gone, yeah
We gon get that nigga, yeah, woah, yeah
Get that nigga gone
Get that nigga (Gone)
Get that nigga gone
Go
Go
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