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[Intro]
Yeah, uh-uh
Uh-uh
(It's Moe Trappa and you fuckin’ with Surreal Gang)
Woah
Yeah, uh-uh

[Chorus: Summrs]
Oh, yeah, fuck it, let's get some kicks (Money, yeah)
Fuck it, his ass, he got kicked, yeah (Yeah)
Rare ho, she so thick, yeah (Thick)
Fuck it, I might pay her rent (Rent)
She know lil' Rino the shit, woah (Know that lil’ Rino the shit)
I feel like the damn president (President)
Slayworld, I do represent (Okay, okay)

[Verse 1: Summrs]
Look in his pockets, it's lint (Lint)
Look in my pockets, it's ten racks
We just sold that nigga fent' (Yeah)
My eyes low, Jeremy Lin (Jeremy Lin)
Weiland, came through with the bins (Bins)
The gang came through in the Roadster (Roadster)
I got more bread than a toaster (Toaster)
Talkin' that shit then it's over (It's over)
Medicine up in my soda (Soda)
I like my bitches lil' older (Older)
Pushin’ that ’Cat like a stroller (A stroller)
My chains make the room colder (Colder)
She like that I'm never sober (Sober)
Thought I done already told you (Uh-huh)
Came through this ho with some soldiers (Yeah)
Broke ass nigga, he a poser (Patek)
I just do what I’m 'posed to (Yeah)
Dreads on my head like Sosa (Sosa)
Sippin' on the purple mocha (Yeah)
I'm richer than all my locals (What?)
Lil’ Rino done damn near went global (Global)
Ran it up straight out my mobile (Mobile)
Smokin' loud, we smoke Barnes & Nobles (Yeah)
The shit I write be novels (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Iayze, Summrs]
The shit I write be novels
Smokin' on gas, you could tell by the odor (Yeah)
I put a bottle of lean in the soda (The soda, yeah)
We finna shoot that boy like a floater (A floater, yeah)
Speak on the gang then it's over (Over, yeah)
Boy, if you keep that bitch, I won't hold her (No, like, no)
Boy, if you keep that bitch, better hold her and know her
Ain't shit changed, bitch, I just got older (Got older, yeah)
I want the smoke, I'm a smoker (Okay, yeah)
Playin' this bitch, I'ma smoke 'em
I'm so cold that Montclair called me up like a coaster (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm up, I'm livin' life like a roller coaster (Oh, yeah)
Real exotic soda (Oh, yeah)
She like money, bitches, and Coca' (Oh, yeah)
I like green like a four-leaf clover
All I know is I need that all-black Rover
Yo' bitch know, all over
Double my coffee cup, this not a mocha
I just took a Perc, so it got me slower (Slower, yeah)
Fuck it, take his bitch
Rented in all my locals, might pay they rent
Racks came in, that's a dividend
It's a two-seat car, bitch, you know—

[Chorus: Summrs]
Oh, yeah, fuck it, let's get some kicks (Money, yeah)
Fuck it, his ass, he got kicked, yeah (Yeah)
Rare ho, she so thick, yeah (Thick)
Fuck it, I might pay her rent (Rent)
She know lil' Rino the shit, woah (Know that lil' Rino the shit)
I feel like the damn president (President)
Slayworld, I do represent
[Outro: Summrs]
Oh, yeah, fuck it, let's get some kicks (Money, yeah)
Fuck it, his ass, he got kicked, yeah (Yeah)
Rare ho, she so thick, yeah (Thick)
Fuck it, I might pay her rent (Rent)
She know lil' Rino the shit, woah (Know that lil' Rino the shit)
I feel like the damn president (President)
Slayworld, I do represent