we gon' do this all summer
word to palm trees
wipe the sweat off with them 100s
check that summer breeze
put them phantoms up
bring out them old school
switch up them paint jobs
take off them old shoes
we gon' do this all summer
word to palm trees
wipe the sweat off with them 100s
check that summer breeze
put them phantoms up
bring out them old school
switch up them paint jobs
take off them old shoes
now let me pray for these fuck niggas
turn it up!
we gon' do this all summer
word to palm trees
wipe the sweat off with them 100s
check that summer breeze
put them phantoms up
bring out them old school
switch up them paint jobs
take off them old shoes
he for them my shit straight out of vip
pull up on me in traffic
i race you for that check
pull up at the red light
go
got them sneaks on the back
so the bitch sit low
$30 grand for the paint
blow snow
come up whip blow row like woah
cashin' out
never cashin' in
tired of livin' cappin' in
the ho goin' crazy
fuck you pay me
summer on the way
so why the fuck you hatin'?
and i'mma kill this summer
word to momma
and i put that on my motherfuckin' gunners
i'm a stunna
these bitches love me
they say i do too much
but i just crack a smile
bitch i don't do enough
true story
you heard it here first
and by the time the summer hit you gotta know the verse
foreign car
911 panamera
aston martin
bugatti coupe
all kinda shit
big diamonds
audemar
no stones in my
100 grand
coulda bought a car
designer clothes
true religion
new to gucci
ysl
dolce g
on my feet
overseas
the uk
dubai
cayman islands
australia
biggie need that jaguar
aka that fast car
aka that nascar
aka that drag car
my rap name is young thug
i'm taking the trade to be a blood
my blunts are like two dubs
put 'em out
the roaches like bugs
dj swamp izzo runs it back
dj swamp izzo runs it back
break the benz ain't rented
ho
spends on my face too tinted
ho
kick this shit like new k
aka lieutenant
ho
jockin' and be with me
he jockin' and be with me
and if you want them birds
i got a
no cops and rich niggas is my icons
i'm not an af'
but if you need bricks bitch
come back to you
like the back of you
now i'm after you
and if you order more
we'll feed you rat food
foreign car
911 panamera
aston martin
bugatti coupe
all kinda shit
big diamonds
audemar
no stones in my
100 grand
coulda bought a car
designer clothes
true religion
new to gucci
ysl
dolce g
on my feet
overseas
the uk
dubai
cayman islands
australia
and the top gone
got a pint of lean plus i'm on patron
got a bad bitch and a wife at home
gettin' crazy dome while i'm on the phone
private flights
g6
flyin' overseas
got me seasick
cold heart
never trust a bitch
got a cold wrist
cold six
forty-five
born to live
live to die
summertime got a new coupe
no roof
carbon fiber
bullet proof
paid in full like rich poor
got bricks of blow
buy sixty more
i'm on my grind in that real split
man
i'm on my shit
bitches on my dick
designer frames on my face
can't see you niggas from outer space
panoramic views
wanna see me nigga
in the penthouse where we chillin' at
i'm from zone three
bleedin' there
nigga fuck you if you ain't feelin' it
got a lotta hoes
a lotta clothes
too many fans
i do a lotta shows
got a lotta paper
fuck the haters
10 grand in the club
ain't nothin' major
do what i want
everyday
fuck many groupies
i'm london jae
got the top spot
the world mine
the city mine
i'm on time
now that's what i call a hell of a summer
foreign car
911 panamera
aston martin
bugatti coupe
all kinda shit
big diamonds
audemar
no stones in my
100 grand
coulda bought a car
designer clothes
true religion
new to gucci
ysl
dolce g
on my feet
overseas
the uk
dubai
cayman islands
australia