Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ashes, artist - Summrs.
Date of issue: 26.06.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ashes |
I need another cup, I done fucked it up with ashes\nOnly want her if she nasty, and I still clutch the plastic\nStay focused, never crashing, catch bro, they do him nasty\nYeah, usually, I don’t need no weed, I need my cup\nMade me unleash the beast\nFucking with me and my bros? Then you know that it’s up\nI done ran through hunnid bands, free bands, I don’t care if you leaving\nAin’t going for none of that disrespect, I’m with some demons\nShe say, «Rino, I hate you, you so misleading»\nYou’ll never catch me with no pole, I stay on defense\nGet away from the cops, not pulling over, I’m speeding\n30mg blue pills getting popped, I can’t breathe, man\nI know that I treated you wrong\nI know that these diamonds can’t cover it up, so I’m writing you these songs\nI know that these niggas, they wanna be us, can hear it all in they songs\nI know this bitch now, I can feel it all from her dome\nWhat’s wrong? Why you sad?\nWhat’s wrong? What happened? Why you mad?\nI can’t erase it, but I can buy you a bag\nWhip spacious, legs up, I’m up in the back\nI need another cup, I done fucked it up with ashes\nOnly want her if she nasty, and I still clutch the plastic\nStay focused, never crashing, catch bro, they do him nasty\nCatch bro and do him nasty, off drank, I’m high like NASA\nTold bro he need his masters, but all he want is a soul\nThese niggas need a ladder to get where I’m at\nHis bitch bad, but mine’s badder, and she got a bag but mine’s fatter\nBut you mines so it don’t matter, but you mines so I don’t mind\nJust don’t go and do no foul shit 'cause you wasting our time, and I pour\nanother line\nSip red like stop signs, you act like I’m blind\nAnd I’m losing my mind, everything is fine\nAnd I’m losing my grind, I’m not proud of my high\nYou can see it in my eyes, there’s no disguise\nAnd you wondering why, why I can’t put aside my pride\nYou gotta show me you the prize, you gotta make me realize\nRealize, you gotta make me realize\nYou gotta show me you the prize\nYou gotta make me realize\nYou gotta show me you the prize\nYou wondering why, can’t put my pride |