Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song out da window, artist - Summrs. Date of issue: 12.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
out da window |
| Woah, woah, woah, woah |
| Woah, woah, woah, yeah |
| Woah, woah, woah |
| I see you flexin' yo' bankroll |
| Okay, he flexin' for them hoes |
| FN 5.7 on my hip, I let it go |
| In a penthouse smokin' dope |
| She hit my phone every time I’m on the road |
| My nigga tryna' walk down sum', he ain’t shootin' out the window |
| Said she ain’t fuckin' onto us, then what she here fo'? |
| I’m sippin' promethazine, codeine, sippin' on big dope |
| And if I pull this bitch out my jeans, then I’m gon' start firin', ho |
| I with one of these niggas bitches in a Porshe 911 slidin' though |
| Thought you was gettin' active? |
| Now I’m in ya city, boy what you hidin' fo'? |
| In this bitch with a wrinkled shirt, but you know I keep that iron though |
| Can’t see no other niggas fuckin' with me like I’m blind, ho |
| I see you flexin' yo' bankroll |
| Okay, he flexin' for them hoes |
| FN 5.7 on my hip, I let it go |
| In a penthouse smokin' dope |
| She hit my phone every time I’m on the road |
| My nigga tryna' walk down sum', he ain’t shootin' out the window |
| Said she ain’t fuckin' onto us, then what she here fo'? |
| I’m sippin' promethazine, codeine, sippin' on big dope |
| And if I pull this bitch out my jeans, then I’m gon' start firin', ho |
| I with one of these niggas bitches in a Porshe 911 slidin' though (-Bitch, haha) |
| Bitch say that I’m broke, I’m like, 'What the fuck you lyin' for? |
| I ain’t one of them, I’m really him, one of a kind, ho |
| Let that bitch bang, let that bitch sang, I let the .9 go |
| Sippin' purple rain, got my cup stained |
| Yeah, that shit fa' shitshow' |
| We is not the same, we is not gang, you ain’t really him though |
| She only want the fame, she don’t want Dee, so I gotta let her go |
| Get my money, dance on these notes, yeah |
| I see you flexin' yo' bankroll |
| Okay, he flexin' for them hoes |
| FN 5.7 on my hip, I let it go |
| In a penthouse smokin' dope |
| She hit my phone every time I’m on the road |
| My nigga tryna' walk down sum', he ain’t shootin' out the window |
| Said she ain’t fuckin' onto us, then what she here fo'? |
| I’m sippin' promethazine, codeine, sippin' on big dope |
| And if I pull this bitch out my jeans, then I’m gon' start firin', ho |
| I with one of these niggas bitches in a Porshe 911 slidin' though |
| Thought you was gettin' active? |
| Now I’m in ya city, boy what you hidin' fo'? |
| In this bitch with a wrinkled shirt, but you know I keep that iron though |
| Can’t see no other niggas fuckin' with me like I’m blind, ho |
| Fasho |