This Summer

Yeah, he bought her Gucci
I’m finna go buy her a burkin
Spoilin’ women and takin’ them shoppin’
I’m trippin’, I cut off a bitch and return it
DDG poppin’
These niggas gon’ hear when I drop it
They sayin’, I’m hot as a furnace
I want a grammy
I been in the studio snappin’
I feel like I really deserve it (Huh)
I can’t come to the phone, ’cause I’m busy
I really be workin’
Give me a second, I’m busy
Just leave me a message
Don’t hit me unless it is urgent
When I be stressin’
This blunt that I smoke is my blessin’
I chill out as soon as I burn it
I want a Maybach and
Hired a motherfuckin’ driver
This motherfucker came with the curtains
Yeah, I came from the trenches and
Now I be livin’ in luxury
Why would I beef with you
Niggas? That’s not beneficial
You not on my level, you under me
I got some niggas that doin’
Them hit’s for the low
So you better think twice about touchin’ me
I put it on in the winter
I’m drippin’ the summer
I’m fly like a motherfuckin’ bumblebee (Shit)
I know I be flexin’
But none of these niggas gon’ humble me
It can get lonely when niggas
Make it to the top
But I’m chillin’, I don’t want no company
(Shit) i took too many shots in this bitch
Now I’m in this bitch stumblin’
Bitch, I want on her to smoke
I ain’t runnin’ from nothin’
That drama and beef should be frontin’ me
(Huh) we invated the club
But I Uber her straight to the hills (yeah)
Boy, that pussy is water
I’m swimmin’ that bitch, i got gills
(Huh) i ain’t trustin’ nobody
’cause none of these niggas is real (yeah)
Niggas think that I switched
But I’m really the same nigga still
Yeah, he bought her Gucci
I’m finna go buy her a burkin
Spoilin’ women and takin’ them shoppin’
I’m trippin’, I cut off a bitch and return it
DDG poppin’
These niggas gon’ hear when I drop it
They sayin’, I’m hot as a furnace
I want a grammy
I been in the studio snappin’
I feel like I really deserve it (Huh)
I can’t come to the phone, ’cause I’m busy
I really be workin’
Give me a second, I’m busy
Just leave me a message
Don’t hit me unless it is urgent
When I be stressin’
This blunt that I smoke is my blessin’
I chill out as soon as I burn it
I want a Maybach and
Hired a motherfuckin’ driver
This motherfucker came with the curtains
Yeah, I seen him on the internet
I ain’t even know he can rap (yeah)
But this shit ain’t for play
You can go ahead and look at the stats
Quarter billion in the streets
You want some lil’ nigga you know
I got all of the racks
I get bored with the music
I’m probly’ gonna start me a
Business and probly’ go act (yeah)
I get bored with the music
I’m probly’ gonna star in a movie
Man, I can’t even cap, since
I start gettin’ money
I started actin’ motherfuckin’ bougie (Huh)
She a 10 in her face
But she ain’t got no motherfuckin’ booty
I get tired of the talkin’
I like how you walkin’
I’m tryna get all in that coochie (yeah)
I ain’t trustin’ security
Nigga I’m keepin’ it tucked (yeah)
I ain’t fightin’ nobody
My nigga we never gon’ touch
They be talkin’ they rappers, so I
Gotta move a little different
I gotta adjust i ain’t trustin’ no nigga
I ain’t trustin’ no bitches
I only be trustin’ my gut (yeah)
Yeah, he bought her Gucci
I’m finna go buy her a burkin
Spoilin’ women and takin’ them shoppin’
I’m trippin’, I cut off a bitch and return it
DDG poppin’
These niggas gon’ hear when I drop it
They sayin’, I’m hot as a furnace
I want a grammy
I been in the studio snappin’
I feel like I really deserve it (Huh)
I can’t come to the phone, ’cause I’m busy
I really be workin’
Give me a second, I’m busy
Just leave me a message
Don’t hit me unless it is urgent
When I be stressin’
This blunt that I smoke is my blessin’
I chill out as soon as I burn it
I want a Maybach and
Hired a motherfuckin’ driver
This motherfucker came with the curtains
(Skrrt)