Summrs-2 INFLUENCED / U DANGEROUS [Official Video] Lyrics
[Intro]
Oxy, Oxy all through my body
Oxy, Oxy all through my body (All through my fuckin’ body, ayy)
Oxy, Oxy (Ha), all through my body (Yeah, uh-huh)
Oxy, Oxy, double R, bird business (Ha)
[Verse]
I got a big .45 (.45), in case if these pussy niggas wan’ die (Frrt)
Gotta cut the lil’ bitch off (Yeah), she gettin’ in my way, she ruinin’ my pride (Uh-huh)
I don’t even want no smoke with these pussy niggas ‘cause nobody dyin’ (Die, fire)
I don’t even wanna take it there, we turn pussy niggas to some Za’ (Za’, Za’, Za’)
Yeah, I’m drivin’ the cat, I might crash it (Crash it)
G63, it’s 4Matic (Ha)
Bitch, I got sticks, I got sticks, they tucked in the mattress (Brrt)
Emilio Pucci my fabrics (Bah, bah)
Hop in that motherfuckin’ Ghost, we get gone in that Aston (Ha)
Vroom, flyin’ right past you, yeah (Yeah)
I get so high, get recruited to NASA (Uh-huh)
Whew, gon’ have to blast you, yeah (Yeah)
Sittin’ behind five percent, you can see the Chename (Yeah)
I’m fuckin’ this nigga bitch (Yeah), I’m sluttin’ her out, I think her name was Brittany (Brittany, ah, huh)
I got that bitch right on me and I might have to blow it just like a grenade (Ha, ha, ha)
Just met an escort, she got her a passport, she from Ukraine (Ah, yeah)
I don’t wan’ have do you bad, nigga, know my niggas gon’ crash (Crash)
Do your ass like that last nigga, then I’m gon’ drop a bag (Bag, uh-huh)
Michael Myers, we don’t need no mask, nigga (Yeah), they gon’ do your ass bad (Bad, bad)
Keep shakin’, keep shakin’ that ass, bitch, I’ll fuck you, it’s a bet (Bet, yeah)
She know she a throat demon, spent twenty up in Neiman, I’m him (I’m him)
Got extended mags in this bitch longer than a motherfuckin’ tree limb (Tree limb)
Don’t aim at no legs, we aim at the head, we gotta shoot over the rim (Fah)
I’m the one with the bread, she love me instead, she gon’ get the drop up on him, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I spent so much money, I don’t even know what the fuck I’m doin’ (What the fuck am I doin’?)
Off of that white girl, got these white girls, I’m influenced (Yeah, yeah)
You know on my blues, I ride with them killers, tryna put your ass up on the fuckin’ news (Fah, fah, ha)
Modifyin’ all these tools, nigga, let me know what you wanna do (Yeah)
Uh-huh, know I dropped out of school, nigga, ‘cause I had somethin’ to do (Yeah-yeah)
I don’t rock with no fool niggas, know you gotta be down to shoot (Yeah, ha)
She suckin’ dick with no hands, she a fool
I’m gettin’ money, nigga, know I’m bool (Oh yeah)
I got a sniper hangin’ out the roof
Keep makin’ them diss and your ass get— (Pshh)
You know what that is, you know I’m the shit, she gettin’ recruited, yeah
Hundred thousand my wrist, this a Philippe, these bitches is stupid, huh (Woah, woah)
[Outro]
Lil’ Rino (Woah, woah)
(Woah, woah)
[PART 2: DANGEROUS]
[Intro]
Ooh, ooh, ooh
(Bitch, haha)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
[Chorus]
I wear my heart on my sleeve and its drainin’
Hold on, lil baby, I know you liked how I came in
Only reason I can pop out with you, famous
Can’t do this no more, it’s dangerous
[Verse]
Can’t do this no more, you’re lame shit
DA tryna see me behind them bars cause I’m famous
I’m just sittin’ down in the stu’ picture paintin’
You don’t like me, I don’t like you, blow my brains then
Tryna go far, I know you see me on my campaign shit
But I’m holdin’ on by a thread, I’m maintainin’
You supposed to be foundation, you complainin’
I’m just thuggin’ with lil’ Carlo, we on stain shit
My heart gone, you can have what’s remainin’
It won’t be long till I go fully insane, bitch
Catch me 30 when shotta shit was just entertainment
She a throat goat, and she with the shit, and she shameless
Come on, I’m finna switch up the beat
I’m with lil Jay and we clutchin’ heat
Switchin’ lanes, I’m riding luxury
All of these pussy niggas under me
Hit her one time now she stuck on me
Makin’ amends on the trinity
Made this but now their infinity
I love you girl, but you killin’ me
I hang with her, but she feelin’ me
Hide the sticks in the benzo, reclinin’ seats
Rockin’ Junya Watanabe
I’m fuckin’ tired of you lyin’ to me
Fightin’ all my fuckin’ demons, how the fuck they keep on findin’ me?
You the one that did this shit, bitch, why the fuck is you cryin’ to me
I’m high, ain’t nobody as high as me, yeah, honestly
Pass me my cigs, I’m finna record
Thinkin’ the worst when I wake up for court
Thinkin’ the worst when I’m drivin’ this sport
Cause what if I just end it all? End it all
And I ain’t got to deal with this anymore
[Chorus]
I wear my heart on my sleeve and its drainin’
Hold on, lil baby, I know you liked how I came in
Only reason I can pop out with you, famous
Can’t do this no more, it’s dangerous
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