My Glo Summrs

[Intro]
It's Yung Bans and y'all better know I'm fuckin' with Surreal Gang!
Summrs, haha!

[Chorus]
Shawty, she diggin' my swag, shawty, she diggin' my glo
We gotta get to that bag, baby, let's get it, let's go
Baby, let's get it, let's go, yeah, we gotta get to them rolls
Neiman Marcus, poppin' tags
Niggas still goin' out sad, yeah

[Verse 1]
Pull up, Beamer M6, 210 on the dash
You talkin' 'bout nonsense if it ain't about the cash
Ain't worried about a fuckin' thot, I'm worried about the bag
Hop right up in a Lexus, boy, you goin' out sad, yeah, you stressin'
Stressin' over a bitch, I fucked that lil' bitch up in Texas
She wanna come see how I live, I swear that this shit is a blessin'
She wanna come up to the crib, come to the crib and just bless me
Baby, let's try somethin' new, I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie
I'm lovin' the way that you talk, swear that shit is so sexy
I'm holdin' that Glock while I walk, dare a nigga to come test me
Lil' nigga say he want beef, boy, this bitch could get messy
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Shawty, she diggin' my swag, shawty, she diggin' my glo
We gotta get to that bag, baby, let's get it, let's go
Baby, let's get it, let's go, baby, let's get it, let's go