Summrs – RIP Virgil Lyrics

RIP Virgil Lyrics by Summrs

[Chorus]
Put that big body Maybach right on the curb
Just bought an Audemars Piguet, diamonds came out the dirt
You should not copy my lifestyle, it’s not gonna work
I just got all of this money, in love with the Percs
In this bitch, I’m going dummy, I’m off of these Percs
Close the curtains
In the backseat swervin’, nigga pockets hurtin’
With the birds they chirpin’, these racks got ’em nervous
This bitch is a serpent, know the devil is workin’
Told her, “Pull her pants up,” twerkin’
Getting money the purpose, you know it be urgent
Suck it tight like a virgin, yeah, thesе shoes by Virgil
[Verse 1]
I’m at the top of the stars, bеlieve it or not on my cars
Me and my niggas ain’t beefin’ ’bout broads, with the DA it’s stuck on the wall
I’m fuckin’ this bitch with my ice on, her pockets suddenly lipo
Got these niggas they mad like psycho, drugs got me goin’ psycho
White girl, Draco
Hit ’em right back of the skull, and give ’em a halo, ‘alo
Family gon’ get ’em, not cuffin’ ’em
My [?] from [?], unstable, ‘stable
I do what I do, you’re not able
The label watching me just like its cable (Cable)
‘Cause they know I’ll go up and now they gon’ have to come
Give me the muhfuckin’ anchors (Anchors)
The Draco fuckin’ shake ’em
I’m gambling with all of this paper
I’m gambling without a limit, I know I can’t save ’em
And they know that I’m getting rich as fuck and they know that they hater
I ain’t going back and forth [?] the bitch, I’ma bite ya
I’ma get you this gold, I be in the [?], it’s gon’ bake you
Most of these niggas are syno-ny-nyms because I made ’em (Woo, woo)
I got rich as fuck and they hate it, yeah

[Chorus]
Put that big body Maybach right on the curb
Just bought an Audemars Piguet, diamonds came out the dirt
You should not copy my lifestyle, it’s not gonna work
I just got all of this money, in love with the Percs
In this bitch, I’m going dummy, I’m off of these Percs
Close the curtains
In the backseat swervin’, nigga pockets hurtin’
With the birds they chirpin’, these racks got ’em nervous
This bitch is a serpent, know the devil is workin’
Told her, “Pull her pants up,” twerkin’
Getting money the purpose, you know it be urgent
Suck it tight like a virgin, yeah, these shoes by Virgil