SOS
Yeah
Ok
Yeah
VmpBoii
Bitch I'm the son of Sam
I don't even know who I am
Bitch its the summer of Sam
Killing your already dead
2 punk
They got it from Sam
2 high
Never can land
Make a bitch go blonde instead
My hellcat be taking of stress
This bitch get higher then this
This 33 pop 3 percent
Givenchy my clothes expensive
Bad bitch Margiela expensive
What
Bitch it's son of Sam
Bitch it's the summer of Sam
Bitch I'm son of Sam
Bitch its the summer of Sam
Bitch I'm the son of Sam
I know you mad
Cause you don't not own her
I know you mad
Cause you can't control her
She throwing it back
She give me controller
Brand new balenci
Bet you I told her
Coupe like green
Feeling like lotus
I'm popping this hulk
Bet you I go up
Baby 2 sick
Bet you I throw up
Baby 2 vmp
She know I'm gone show up
2 much codeine
The drank had a glow up
2 much feelings
My love is so bogus
My love is so bogus
My love is so bogus
I just lust
Trying fuck you on purpose
Bitch you ain't worth it
Talk bout a Birkin
Bitch is you slurping
This shit on my person
This shit is so worth it
Time to open the curtains
Bitch I'm the son of Sam
I don't even know who I am
Bitch it's the summer of Sam
Killing your already dead
2 punk
They got it from Sam
2 high
Never can land
Ok
Yeah
VmpBoii
Bitch I'm the son of Sam
I don't even know who I am
Bitch its the summer of Sam
Killing your already dead
2 punk
They got it from Sam
2 high
Never can land
Make a bitch go blonde instead
My hellcat be taking of stress
This bitch get higher then this
This 33 pop 3 percent
Givenchy my clothes expensive
Bad bitch Margiela expensive
What
Bitch it's son of Sam
Bitch it's the summer of Sam
Bitch I'm son of Sam
Bitch its the summer of Sam
Bitch I'm the son of Sam
I know you mad
Cause you don't not own her
I know you mad
Cause you can't control her
She throwing it back
She give me controller
Brand new balenci
Bet you I told her
Coupe like green
Feeling like lotus
I'm popping this hulk
Bet you I go up
Baby 2 sick
Bet you I throw up
Baby 2 vmp
She know I'm gone show up
2 much codeine
The drank had a glow up
2 much feelings
My love is so bogus
My love is so bogus
My love is so bogus
I just lust
Trying fuck you on purpose
Bitch you ain't worth it
Talk bout a Birkin
Bitch is you slurping
This shit on my person
This shit is so worth it
Time to open the curtains
Bitch I'm the son of Sam
I don't even know who I am
Bitch it's the summer of Sam
Killing your already dead
2 punk
They got it from Sam
2 high
Never can land
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Writer(s): Kilam Lewis
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