Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sumn Serious, artist - Starlito. Album song Cold Turkey, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.07.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Grind Hard
Song language: English
Sumn Serious |
I’m a dog in the streets, my name sumn serious |
Can’t go nowhere by yourself, bitch you ain’t nothin serious |
niggas dames, her brains somethin serious |
Bitch you play, then you lay (gun sounds) sumn serious |
Okay seriously, young nigga tryna duck conspiracy |
Lot of niggas ain’t real as they appear to be |
Can’t none of em' fuck with me lyrically |
Dead fuckin serious, on that drank, don’t know how I’m steering |
Spend a comma, make your chest look like a period |
Tell a ho get off my line |
No, I don’t wanna hear it, bitch you can’t be serious |
Police ass nigga, trap interference |
Tryna get up out these streets |
Ten racks for an appearance |
My homie took it, I just bought it |
Got my sack on clearance |
Young niggas fearless, Aiming at your brain, leave ya earless |
You hear me? |
Or as Gates would say, «Ya heard me?» |
It’s Monday, I’ve been up since Thursday |
Sun comin up we still serving |
I love countin money this early |
Just did a verse for a pound of purple |
Verse for a pound of urp? |
Got damn Lito thats Murda |
Green with purple strands, Donatello, ninja turtle |
In the trap stash with the trash bag, I sell swag by the hashtag |
Hold pounds like the dumbell rack |
Brain flat, you won’t catch that |
I’m seein green while slangin sand with a 9 iron and a snap back |
Not golfer, life a golf course |
My caddy holdin my backpack |
Gat black, goin blat blat, if a bitch nigga don’t bag back |
Pussy rapper got a bad rap? |
Immitation, intimidation |
I just figure they scalp dry |
Poor condition, got niggas flaking |
Try to play me, visit satan or the one who created satan |
Chasing paper, every day, as if it snubbed me and got away |
Yopper never low on potassium |
Fresh banana, just got today |
That just means you get shot today |
Telescope on my three-oh-eight, Hit that ass from a block away |
If a nigga cooperate, then the doctor gon operate |
Fuckin right I rock with Gates, Niggas hate, then it’s choppa play |
I just want respect on my mind and grind |
Don’t know how they manage to hate cause I can’t find the time |
I’m so preoccupied with these dollar signs |
They say they gettin money but they probably lyin |
I’m sumn serious when it comes to these lyrics, The picture become the clearest |
These tips at your head, your scripture get read, and then you become a spirit |
Keep talkin pussy nigga but I don’t wanna hear it |
Point, aim, point blank range, point blank period |
I’m dead serious |