sum light

Sum soft, sum light you feel me
Yeuh!

Aye, wagwan!
Me and gang kicking shit like Draymond
Han solo bitch I'm in her guts like ton ton
Real suave slick talkin like I'm Don Juan
Aye, wagwan?
Based God cookin with the wonton
Blind to the bullshit feel like Toph Beifong
Imma make it flip, she gon shake like pom-pom

And she said she from the westside
She want me to hit from the inside
Booty got me lookin like I'm crosseyed
Know I drive her crazy but she keep callin, she keep callin
Now she gone
Kushi got her feelin like she free fallin
Roddy got me feelin like I'm big ballin
Give you sum light I cant do nothin more, can't do nothin more

I don't go to sleep, I be out the way
Pop a new white tee how I start my day
Lil baby feel like me when she chasin' blues
And she got that good good, and she know it too

I tell her Sleepy like big guala, pop colla
Tell em' baby baby don't tempt me, cus I'll do it
Arm in the rim Vince Carter, no hol' ups
Say when you ready to boss up, just call up aye

And she said she from the westside
She want me to hit from the inside
Booty got me lookin like I'm crosseyed
Know I drive her crazy but she keep callin, she keep callin
Now she gone
Kushi got her feelin like she free fallin
Roddy got me feelin like I'm big ballin
Give you sum light I cant do nothin more, can't do nothin more

(Okay Coleman!)

Came in like Geronimo
I keep it saucy like buffalo
She freaky no capital
I knock her down like some dominoes
And then give her a taste
I ain't got no time to waste
She said she wanted the fade
When I'm pullin up what did she say?
She was like

Oh my God,
What is that
Sum soft
Sum light (Ooh)
New whip (Two tones)
New Drip
Had her like Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hang up
Call me back
New phone
Who dat
Count it up
Count it up
Sum light, sum light, sum light, sum light

Show her the bands
Watch how I make the bucket a Benz
They wanna she wanna play with the kid
Fuck the past it was all in the tense
Some of yall could never deal with the ends
I made em meet like a track and a field
I'm tryna eat like a fat hungry kid
Man I want it big, man I want it big, big, big big!
That hatin gon sting dog when I win, win, win, win!
This shit my theme song sound like a hymn, hymn, hymn, hymn
My tag my ringtone Cause I him, him, him, him
Follow me, get a bag that's my priority

She throw that shit back on a Wednesday
Dónde está no comprende
I'll pull up right now, I'll be there in a bit
I'm still at the store baby grabbin' a fifth

She be gettin' low low low
Pop a squat in this bitch
I'm with squad in this bitch
We takin' flight, ain't no talkin lil bitch

That thang be on VVS
She put it on me like a necklace
It just happened, she reminiscin'
Like ou (ou), ou (ou), save me please

But I cannot I cannot no way
Sleepy here for a bag, okay
Pinky up, champagne, OJ
Sum light, sum light okay

Oh my God
What is that
Sum soft
Sum light (Ooh)
New whip (Two tones)
New Drip
Had her like Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hang up
Call me back
New phone
Who dat
Count it up
Count it up
Sum light, sum light, sum light, sum light



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Writer(s): Bryan Matue
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