Autumn & Summrs – PBS Kids

Autumn & Summrs – PBS Kids Lyrics

Artist: Autumn & Summrs
Song: PBS Kids

Ready, go!
I got a K with hundred rounds
n#gg# hate just like a clown
I’m off a perk ’cause it put me down

You bottom tier n#gg#, sit down
You with yo’ puppies and I’m with my hounds
Free my dogs straight out of the pound
Smokin’ [?] straight out of the pond

Dope, smokin’ woods up on a boat
n#gg# take me as a joke
She said she wanna touch me, I’m like no
Can’t f#ck with you ’cause you too broke

G2 instruments go blow
He just a lil’ man, he not my bro
She hangin’ on my dick just like a rope
Top tier, lil’ n#gg# I’m a pro

I hop on the beat, I’m ready [?]
I swear that I’m straight, but she got me bent
Are you talkin’ to me, you don’t got a set
It’s lil’ rino for the win (Yeah)

I’m juggin’ his presents like the Grinch
This ‘K gon’ do more than a pinch
Coach what is he doing, put him on the bench
She suckin’ my dick, she suckin’ it French

I get the lean from the CVS
He said I’m broke, then that’s BS
He just a kid on PBS
Get that boy gone just like a pest

Get that boy gone just like the rest
Lil’ Rino I’m up, I can never rest
I’m mixin’ the drugs, up for a test
I’m clean as f#ck, just like some zest

I’m hidin’ the drugs up in the net
Look at my rank, n#gg# I’m the best
They gave me a xan and it was so pressed
I can’t make a live, I was [?]

She all in my live, she showin’ her breasts
Wanna give me neck and I’m like yes
North face it ain’t Guess
How much did I pay, could you guess?

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Glock nineteen and it’s surpressed
f#ckin’ this b#tch she give me access
He want some smoke, send the address

Gas got me lifted like a bench press
G star mix it with the Almost
Sippin’ on lean eatin’ french toast
Rino just scored it like way to go

I put the Raff on my b#tch toes
Snakes in the grass so I gotta mow
Pockets on fat and your sh#t on low
I’m playin’ that n#gg# like a banjo

I get that boy gone like it’s nothin’
He said I’m a joke that boy must be bluffin’
I shoot precision, b#tch I’m gettin’ buckets
I’m pressin’ these little n#gg#s just like a button

I get the bands, yeah, by the dozen
I keep a ‘K, yeah, like a Russian
Now he don’t want smoke all of a sudden
n#gg# keep playin’, shooters gettin’ summoned

I’m better today, but it ain’t nothin’
I’m rollin’ the gas up in Russian
This b#tch on my dick ’cause I’m buzzin’
We sippin’ the Phat and he sippin’ ‘Tussin

I’m f#ckin’ his b#tch, all he do is fuss
I’m tatted up like that n#gg# Gus
We in that big body, feel like a bus
This hoe ain’t got safety, I’m finna bust
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