Sumit - Tequila Lyrics

I just get to the money, okay
Little bit of gin with the honey, okay
See where I'm at, they're like no way
Balled so hard, Imma need a toupee
Mixing, little bit of OJ
Mad when they see the way I'm living, okay
Popping off the meter, go crazy
You don't like me? Then it goes both ways
Say cheese, for the cameras
Big wins, on the mantle
All me, no handouts
Call me, no answer
Everyone stop when I walk in the room
They all look up when they talkin to Soom
Getting too hot so I'm dropping the roof
Feeling like Pop Smoke when I WOO

Ay why you keep naming your tracks after food?
Cuz I eat on these beats and I fuck em up too
They mad that you back
Hate if they want I just leave it at that
Fuck gold on my teeth, I want gold on the plaque
What's good Soom? You in a bad mood? Talking mad rude
Bitch I got all these hits and I'm keeping em coming like 2020 with some bad news
Ay Sumit go stupid the way that you doin em lately
Now look what these haters be saying
(Nothing)
Go crazy like day after day on these records, these bitches still think that I'm playing
I just keep winning and winning again
Lowest I hit like a 9 out of 10
And tell all my haters I love em but I'm coming back in this bitch just to kill em again

I just get to the money, okay
Little bit of gin with the honey, okay
See where I'm at, they're like no way
Balled so hard, Imma need a toupee
Mixing, little bit of OJ
Mad when they see the way I'm living, okay
Popping off the meter, go crazy
You don't like me? Then it goes both ways
Say cheese, for the cameras
Big wins, on the mantle
All me, no handouts
Call me, no answer
I just want top floor, on the roof
Feeling like Pop Smoke, when I WOO
Bitches do not know, what to do
They all drop low when the boy come through

Hey Sumit what's poppin?
Sumit you killin it, Sumit I heard that you got it
Boy I got options
Learning new languages when I go shopping
Roof on the benz just so I can go drop it
Music on go, and that shit never shopping
Got the keys to the game, and I got it on lock
Got the hits in the vault, and they want me to drop
And I'm sick so I'm keeping my distance
Sumit keep shooting and he never misses
Sumit too ignorant he never listens
Bitch, why the fuck do you think I keep winning?
Damn, bro, you serious?
Been the best with the flow, period
Got all those goals and I'm clearing 'em
They wanna talk I ain't hearing it
Song got 'em going delirious

I just get to the money, okay
Little bit of gin with the honey, okay
See where I'm at, they're like no way
Balled so hard, Imma need a toupee
Mixing, little bit of OJ
Mad when they see the way I'm living, okay
Popping off the meter, go crazy
You don't like me? Then it goes both ways
Say cheese, for the cameras
Big wins, on the mantle
All me, no handouts
Call me, no answer
I just want top floor, on the roof
Feeling like Pop Smoke, when I WOO
Bitches do not know, what to do
They all drop low when the boy come through