Summrs - Out Da Window lyrics

[Intro] (What do you desire?) (b*tch, haha) Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, yeah Woah, woah, woah [Chorus] I see you flexin' your bankroll Okay, he flexin' for them hoes FN Five-seveN on my hip, I let it go In a penthouse smokin' dope She hit my phone every time I'm on the road My ni**a tryna walk down some', he ain't shootin' out the window Said she ain't fu*kin' none of us, then what she here for? I'm sippin' promethazine-codeine, sippin' on big dope And if I pull this b*tch out my jeans, I'm gon' start firin', hoe I'm with one of these ni**a's b*tches in a Porsche 911 slidin' though Thought you was gettin' active? Now I'm in your city, boy what you hidin' for? In this b*tch with a wrinkled shirt, but you know I gotta keep a iron though Can't see no other ni**as fu*kin' with me like I'm blind, ho I see you flexin' your bankroll Okay, he flexin' for them hoes FN Five-seveN on my hip, I let it go In a penthouse smokin' dope She hit my phone every time I'm on the road My ni**a tryna walk down some', he ain't shootin' out the window Said she ain't fu*kin' none of us, then what she here for? I'm sippin' promethazine-codeine, sippin' on big dope And if I pull this b*tch out my jeans, I'm gon' start firin', hoe I'm with one of these ni**a's b*tches in a Porsche 911 slidin' though (b*tch, haha) [Verse] b*tch said that I'm broke, I'm like, "What the fu*k is you lyin' for?" I ain't one of them, I'm really him, one of a kind, hoe Let that b*tch bang, let that b*tch sang, I'll let the .9 go Sippin' purple rain, got my cup stained, yeah, that sh*t fa-sh*t-sho We is not the same, we is not gang, you ain't really him, no She only want the fame, she don't want d so I gotta let her go Get my money, dance on these [?], yeah [Chorus] I see you flexin' your bankroll Okay, he flexin' for them hoes FN Five-seveN on my hip, I let it go In a penthouse smokin' dope She hit my phone every time I'm on the road My ni**a tryna walk down some', he ain't shootin' out the window Said she ain't fu*kin' none of us, then what she here for? I'm sippin' promethazine-codeine, sippin' on big dope And if I pull this b*tch out my jeans, I'm gon' start firin', hoe I'm with one of these ni**a's b*tches in a Porsche 911 slidin' though Thought you was gettin' active? Now I'm in your city, boy what you hidin' for? In this b*tch with a wrinkled shirt, but you know I gotta keep a iron though Can't see no other ni**as fu*kin' with me like I'm blind, hoe [Outro] Fasho