Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wish You Well!, artist - Summrs.
Date of issue: 14.10.2021
Song language: English
Wish You Well! |
Fallin' in love with the same kind of bitches anytime |
Don’t ever fail |
Niggas hatin' like bitches waitin' on me to fuck |
I ain’t ever fail |
You was my brother once just because you fell out, it don’t matter |
I still wish you well |
Rest in peace to my loved ones, I ain’t forget about you, I still love you all |
Hope I get up there |
We finna set it off like Jaden |
New stick came with a laser, I could get bread I don’t care 'bout a hater |
Call on my shooter h live in Decatur, I put a hole in his fac like a grater |
What is the whip that you pushin', Tow Mater |
Be on my grind I feel like Kaner |
Give it up, choppa like Pepper gon' rip it up |
You better not play, got a Tommy tucked |
Kid wanna fuck spend a fifty up |
All that count put that sticky up, just put it away |
He keep on trying, get hit in the face |
Make me a bag, it’s a real nigga day |
Make me a bag, a real nigga day |
Talk down and get hit in his face |
Walk round with a mill in the bank |
Please care if I gotta show you |
They like, «Damn Bino, you changed from the old you» |
And know I’m pushin' that weight, but I’m still gettin' the cake huh |
I had to make me a way, cuz nobody was gonna safe her |
Lately I been feelin' great, wonder why these niggas hatin' |
They want a nigga in the grave, and I |
I made a bankroll, I found the pesos |
Give him a halo, my bitch on J-Lo |
You better lay low, catch up case closed |
I been on Mars, go get his mind gone |
Wish me well, I do the same for you |
You said you hate me, girl well I hate you too |
Bullets they fly, God got a deal with you |
Let’s go |
Fuck that lil hoe then I put her to work |
You run up on me, get put on a shirt |
These niggas be pussy, go put on a skirt |
I hop in the coupe then I make that bitch skrt |
I told my mama to wish me well |
On the way to stop no I can’t fail |
They hate, wanna see me dead or in jail |
Forever on my own |
So it’s just best to leave me alone |
And I ain’t tryin' to do you wrong mm mm |
Just my Glock and put on my song |