Derrick Summer - Style Points Lyrics

Pray to the universe, I gotta go and put in the word
She spilled some shit on her Gucci shirt, I wanna vacay in Turks
I heal your mind if you hurt, baby we don't need a church
Showing you energy work, I put my cross on the Gucci purse
Pray to the universe, I gotta go and put in the word
She spilled some shit on her Gucci shirt, I wanna vacay in Turks
I heal your mind if you hurt, baby we don't need a church
Showing you energy work, I put my cross on a purse
Pray to the universe, baby let's go and get work
Show and im goin berserk, I flip the page and get work
Ice on me, all I need is ice on me turnt
I get way mfin turnt, moshpits for the learn
Pray to the universe, I gotta whip it
I'm in the kitchen, I whip it
I'm whipping shit like a civic
Diamonds, they fly out assist it
Yeah, I flew out the system
Yeah, these diamonds is hittin' me
Yeah, these niggas is bitching
Pray to the universe, I gotta go and put in the word
She spilled some shit on her Gucci shirt, I wanna vacay in Turks
I heal your mind if you hurt, baby we don't need a church
Givin you energy work, I put my cross on the Gucci purse
Pray to the universe, I gotta go and put in the word
Shawty gone uh, yeah
I gotta go and put in the word
Shawty gone uh, yeah
I gotta go and put in the word
Uh, yeah, yeah
Go and put in a word
I'ma brace face, brace yourself baby
I'ma brace face, brace yourself baby
I'ma brace face, brace yourself baby
I'ma brace face, brace yourself baby
Shawty been goin' too private, I need a bag with an island
Pullin' up, you hear the sirens, women outside, get the wildin
Step in this bihh with my posse, I got the wave, they can't stop it
I put the trend in the topic, I put some style in the sonics
I put the style in the sonics, girls is outside and they vibin
Wearin' all black like an onyx, plenty of waves in my pocket
Flood out the wave I don't lock it, I don't do this for the profit
Tried sell me like a auction, the kids and the fyes in the August
Yeah, pray to the universe, I gotta go and put in the word
She spilled some shit on her Gucci purse
Yeah, yeah, yeah, came from the dirt
I wanna vacay in Turks
I put my cross on her purse
Yeah, pray to the universe, I gotta go and put in the word
She spilled some shit on her Gucci shirt
I wanna vacay in Turks
I heal your mind if you hurt
Baby, we don't need a church
Givin' you energy work
I put my cross on her Gucci purse
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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