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Lavished Video (MV)




Performed By: Pżyck Summit
Length: 3:51
Written by: Pzyck Summit




Pżyck Summit - Lavished Lyrics




I'm stacked up, living lavish
Got a girl, she a bad bitch
And she say I'm a savage
Damn Summit living lavish
Damn money he be cashing
Magic man with the rabbits
Do this shit, it's a habit
I'm just stacking up my cabbage

Boy try and grab it
Get zipped, no jacket
Put in a casket
Cut with a hatchet
I'll let you have it
Tossed like a salad
Played like a ballad
Boy I'm a savage

Riding in a 64, Nintendo
Stacking up my cheese, the cheddar, pimento
Dropped that girl, put her up, on let go
I been on my grind, yeah, from the get go

On my grind, never stopping
Yeah she fine, I'm still dropping
I went blind, from these watches
Hard to find, all my options
On the grind, bitch I'm plotting
Get in line, get to jogging
You behind, stop the talking
I'm unkind? Quit the sobbing

I'm stacked up, living lavish
Got a girl, she a bad bitch
And she say I'm a savage
Damn Summit living lavish
Damn money he be cashing
Magic man with the rabbits
Do this shit, it's a habit
I'm just stacking up my cabbage

Get out my quadrant
Quit with that nonsense
Just being honest
You don't want conflict
Please quit the taunting
I get it constant
Dripping the faucet
Fly like a comet
Takeoff like rocket
Paper, no office
Money to wallet
Wrist sick, might vomit
I'm the plug socket
Bitch I'm a prophet
Making the profit
Taking no losses
Just make deposits
Just make deposits

Make yo girl blow just like confetti
Yo girl slurp me up, no spaghetti
She said she wanna f*ck, that's a betty
We f*cking so long, I got sweaty
Her pussy so wet, need a levee
I'm moving all these pounds, it get heavy
My wrist got me cold, like a yeti
You beefing on Twitter, boy that's petty
I got a scope rifle, my aim steady
You come around, get cut with machete
Boy, I thought you done knew already
Got a frozen watch, cost about twenty
Got yo girl suck dick for a penny
Got yo girl f*ck f*ck for a Bentley
Boy you in first grade, elementary
You say you got guns, oh how many
I don't need yo money, I got plenty
You shooting small guns, but they empty
I'm shooting big ones, got a sentry
I'll be making this money for a century
Don't talk to me, I ain't friendly
Woops I f*cked yo main accidentally
Don't worry I didn't f*ck gently

I'm stacked up, living lavish
Got a girl, she a bad bitch
And she say I'm a savage
Damn Summit living lavish
Damn money he be cashing
Magic man with the rabbits
Do this shit, it's a habit
I'm just stacking up my cabbage

Boy whatchu doing
If you act stupid
I get to shooting
Money pursuing
Bitches confusing
I'm never losing
Who is you fooling
My raps are fluent
Leave you in ruins
You need improvement
In the coupe cruising
X got me grooving
You funny, amusing
Who you accusing
Bitch you assuming
That yo bitch is choosing
But that shit proven
Her I'm seducing
She said it's soothing
Got the club booming
Thank the producer
Raising the roof and
We making music
Talent we're tuning
This the conclusion
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I'm stacked up, living lavish
Got a girl, she a bad bitch
And she say I'm a savage
Damn Summit living lavish
Damn money he be cashing
Magic man with the rabbits
Do this shit, it's a habit
I'm just stacking up my cabbage

Boy try and grab it
Get zipped, no jacket
Put in a casket
Cut with a hatchet
I'll let you have it
Tossed like a salad
Played like a ballad
Boy I'm a savage

Riding in a 64, Nintendo
Stacking up my cheese, the cheddar, pimento
Dropped that girl, put her up, on let go
I been on my grind, yeah, from the get go

On my grind, never stopping
Yeah she fine, I'm still dropping
I went blind, from these watches
Hard to find, all my options
On the grind, bitch I'm plotting
Get in line, get to jogging
You behind, stop the talking
I'm unkind? Quit the sobbing

I'm stacked up, living lavish
Got a girl, she a bad bitch
And she say I'm a savage
Damn Summit living lavish
Damn money he be cashing
Magic man with the rabbits
Do this shit, it's a habit
I'm just stacking up my cabbage

Get out my quadrant
Quit with that nonsense
Just being honest
You don't want conflict
Please quit the taunting
I get it constant
Dripping the faucet
Fly like a comet
Takeoff like rocket
Paper, no office
Money to wallet
Wrist sick, might vomit
I'm the plug socket
Bitch I'm a prophet
Making the profit
Taking no losses
Just make deposits
Just make deposits

Make yo girl blow just like confetti
Yo girl slurp me up, no spaghetti
She said she wanna f*ck, that's a betty
We f*cking so long, I got sweaty
Her pussy so wet, need a levee
I'm moving all these pounds, it get heavy
My wrist got me cold, like a yeti
You beefing on Twitter, boy that's petty
I got a scope rifle, my aim steady
You come around, get cut with machete
Boy, I thought you done knew already
Got a frozen watch, cost about twenty
Got yo girl suck dick for a penny
Got yo girl f*ck f*ck for a Bentley
Boy you in first grade, elementary
You say you got guns, oh how many
I don't need yo money, I got plenty
You shooting small guns, but they empty
I'm shooting big ones, got a sentry
I'll be making this money for a century
Don't talk to me, I ain't friendly
Woops I f*cked yo main accidentally
Don't worry I didn't f*ck gently

I'm stacked up, living lavish
Got a girl, she a bad bitch
And she say I'm a savage
Damn Summit living lavish
Damn money he be cashing
Magic man with the rabbits
Do this shit, it's a habit
I'm just stacking up my cabbage

Boy whatchu doing
If you act stupid
I get to shooting
Money pursuing
Bitches confusing
I'm never losing
Who is you fooling
My raps are fluent
Leave you in ruins
You need improvement
In the coupe cruising
X got me grooving
You funny, amusing
Who you accusing
Bitch you assuming
That yo bitch is choosing
But that shit proven
Her I'm seducing
She said it's soothing
Got the club booming
Thank the producer
Raising the roof and
We making music
Talent we're tuning
This the conclusion
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Writer: Pzyck Summit
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