Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sum Mo, artist - Trapboy Freddy.
Date of issue: 14.09.2020
Song language: English
Sum Mo |
I got some more on the way up |
(I got some more on the way up) |
I got some more on the way up |
I got some more on the way up |
I got some more, some more, some more, some more |
Some more on the way up (More on the way up) |
I’m in the penthouse, got ten feet |
Got some more on th way up (More on the way up), yeah |
Top floor, yah, the top floor, yeah, way, way up (Way, way up) |
You know I ran the shack, yeah, ran the shack, yeah |
Way, way, way up (Way, way up), yeah |
We got some more on the way up (Way up) |
She on the couch, gotta wake up (Wake up) |
She won’t fuck, won’t make her, huh (Make her) |
I hit bitches with makeup (Makeup) |
Bitch, I’m the man (Man), take off them pants (Pants) |
Them bands, make her dance, too much ice on my hands |
She know I’m a boss, I’m nothin' like her dude (Ooh) |
She cool, she know how I move (Ooh) |
And she come with two |
Like-like my chain, get her wet like a pool |
High as a threesome, and there’s three of 'em (Three of 'em) |
Boy, I’m not no peon (Peon), it’s just me and Dion (Dion) |
This right here for lil' Dion |
Hey, you ever, ever got fucked on the top floor? |
(Top floor) |
Wanna on the counter, on the counter, in the bando (Bando) |
Young nigga kickin' that shit like puncho |
One more, two more, three more, four more |
Four bad bitches, I’m ridin' out a four door |
You already know how it go, though |
Get-get-get her in the spot, make her jump like pogo |
But you gotta keep it on the low-low |
I got some more on the way up |
(I got some) I got some more on the way up |
(I got some more on the way up) |
I got some more on the way up |
(I got some more on the way up) |
I got some more on the way up |
I got some more on the way up |
I got some more, some more, some more, some more |
Some more on the way up (More on the way up) |
I’m in the penthouse, got ten feet |
Got some more on the way up (More on the way up), yeah |
Top floor, yeah, the top floor, yeah, way, way up (Way, way up) |
You know I ran the shack, yeah, ran the shack, yeah |
Way, way, way up (Way, way up), yeah |
Bitch, I’m from the East, but I got rich in the A |
I sold all my weed, I got some more on the way |
I might put a four in the Faygo |
Lately, I been drinkin' heavy |
Ten thousand to me, that’s fetti |
No problems with sellin' drugs |
Young nigga never been in luck |
She ask for five, I send her Dugg |
Do for who, I did enough |
This bitch must be in her feelings |
Play with me, I’m sendin' killers |
I woke up with money on my mind |
Life or death with me or not |
Sister ain’t a legend, and I made a cool mill' |
Can’t take shit away from a nigga, I kept it too real |
Won’t ask her to wait for me, baby girl, just pray for me |
Know where he at, twenty-eight a piece |
And that shit come in at Christmas |
Even in church, I keep my pistol |
Play if you want, get put in a song, bitch |
I got some more on the way up |
(I got some) I got some more on the way up |
(I got some more on the way up) |
I got some more on the way up |
(I got some more on the way up) |
I got some more on the way up |
I got some more on the way up |
I got some more, some more, some more, some more |
Some more on the way up (More on the way up) |
I’m in the penthouse, got ten feet |
Got some more on the way up (More on the way up), yeah |
Top floor, yeah, the top floor, yeah, way, way up (Way, way up) |
You know I ran the shack, yeah, ran the shack, yeah |
Way, way, way up (Way, way up), yeah |
Hah, young nigga groovy, hah, baby, groovy, hey |
She diggin' my swagger (Swagger) |
She all on my drip, she callin' me, «Daddy» (Daddy) |
She know that’s the bag (Bag), bag, babe, I bring that bag (Bag) |
Hit from-hit from the back (Back) |
She got that ass, I’m rubbing' that ass (Rubbin' that ass) |
Crawl on your knees (Huh), suck that dick, look at me (Ooh) |
Bend over (Over), it’s late at night, they stayin' over (Stayin' over) |
Ain’t playin', no (No), can’t get my heart tonight, ho (Damn, ho) |
You ain’t ever, ever, fucked a nigga like me (Like-like me) |
Drippin' so icy (Icy), Off-White, Nike (Nike) |
Bitch, I go dumb-dumb, bitch, I’m like, vroom-vroom |
Baby girl like it, like it (Like-like it), she wanna like the icing (Icing) |
I think that bitch a Pisces (Pisces), I think that bitch a psychic (Psychic) |
She told me she had a friend, she knew how I like it (Like-like it, like it) |