2 Lit Desire (Rapper) (Ft. Summrs)

[Intro: Summrs]
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Summrs]
Count up on a yacht, count up on a plane (Damn, Trgc made that?)
Bitch, I'm sippin' Wock', he sippin' on that green, it's plain
All of my niggas is up, all of my niggas, we rich, you lame
Dropped off a thirty piece in Saint Laurent the other day
Can't keep around none of these niggas, I know these niggas hoes, they fake
Fuck these bitches, they switch up in your face
Count up, fifty piece right up in your lil' face

[Verse 1: Summrs]
I fly with the birds, way too sexy for this syrup
Bitch, fuck has you heard?
Feel like I'm highest on the earth
Hit your ass where it hurt
I just turned an AMG to a Vert'
And now I'm mad as fuck 'cause I just spilled the Wock' all on my shirt
Niggas be some hoes up in the skies
And they wonder why niggas don't fuck with them
I'm rich, no job
Bitch, I never flop
Look at your ass, you lacking and your ass got got
All my diamonds rocks
Pulled up in Bentley truck right off the lot