Summo Kankan (Ft. Summrs)

[Verse 1: Summrs]
Pockets they be on sumo
Lil nigga I already know
Riding 'round smoking on dro
Pulling up in a X4
I'm pulling they card like I'm playing UNO
I'm jugging on them and she taking photos
I'm finna sign a deal for couple racks
Couple racks I'ma make that shit back
Stupid remarks get your lil ass wacked
I'm in New York, where my niggas at?
Dumb ass nigga done fumbled the pack
We taking his shit he ain't getting back
Just took a xan I ain't going back
I'm the reason your favorite rapper mad
Go, woah, woah, yeah

[Verse 2]
Pockets they be on sumo
Lil nigga I already know
Riding 'round with a .44
Pressing lil niggas like a damn remote
I got the keys, yeah, I got the code
And them drugs put me in my mode
I'm in a Telsa riding on the highway
She gon do it my way
Top engine, boy, you don't wanna race
Look at my season just beat the case
I'm high as fuck stuck like I'm in a vase
Niggas think it's safe he ain't even touch base
Thirty clip, nigga, shoot a nigga in his face
D1 gang shoot a nigga in they face
It's Lil Rino, bitch, you gotta embrace
Came up 'cause a nigga had fate
In just a day, guess what I made?
Your whole paycheck, that's what I make
Gucci belt on it and it got snakes
I'm driving the Beam like it was a Wraith