2 Fed! Autumn! & Summrs

[Chorus: Summrs]
The way that I run it up (That's too fed)
My bitch ass fat (That's too fed)
Play with the racks (That's too fed)
Yeah, Cartier frames (That's too fed)
Yeah, new plain-jane (That's too fed)
That's Amiri with the Lang (That's too fed)
Stop fuckin' with them lames (That's too fed)
20 carats in my chains (That's too fed)
Yeah

[Verse 1: Summrs]
Pull up to the club
Them bitches, them bitches, they standin' in line, yeah
Sippin' on the pint and I just sold your boyfriend a line
Oh, you just ran up 20 bands? I know you fuckin' lying
Cartier diamonds on my wrist, okay, okay
Different-color diamonds, yeah, they shine (Woo)
Bad little bitch
Everything that lil bitch rock, you know it's fuckin' fancy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go)
We just pulled up in a new Tesla (Okay)
They like, "Oh, yeah, that's Wick and Clancy" (Hey, let's go)
Did too much Percs, too much Xans
Sippin' too much, I'm finna panic
Yeah, and my suit wet, oh, yeah, yeah, walking Titanic