Summer Kings

[Intro: Supa Bwe] I'll be waiting on the night, waiting on the moon Need some energy Pray for my enemies As I wipe their names out of memory And Ima save her some energy My bitch bad, it’s in her pedigree Smokin doobies with a bunch of hoes next to me (x4) I’m the Summer King (x2) [Verse 1: Carl] I gave her the light She lit up the night I’m saving the hype for when it feels right I’m rolling seven, she blowing the dice I know what you like, just pour it on ice I’m the Summer King, I’ll show you a ton of things City drove me crazy but they lovin’ me, she love me too Showing a little shoulder, sippin sauvignon, no cobra Cause tonight she’s a little older Well I might be a little colder than you presume Cause the smoke rises as the flames grow higher in this room Bloom [Bridge: Carl] When beauty strikes the eye, what is the heart to do? The summer sky is right then Imma lie with you When beauty strikes the eye, what is the mind to do? And what have I to lose if I ain’t lie with you [Supa Bwe] The warm tides Run red as the storm dies We’re still alive I feel alive Back from my high, from the far side (Smoking doobies with a bunch of hoes next to me)(x2) Gary Larson when I ride, make a song cry (Smoking doobies with a bunch of hoes next to me)(x2) Gave her one night, what a long night We don't save hoes, you got the wrong knights [Verse 2: Abel Grey] She don’t need nothing that I cannot give her And we don’t need nothing but time when I'm with her So we can keep floating and climbing up river While I’m making promises I can’t deliver But what if I end up never coming back Swear she took a whole heart off in one attack I never wanted that Now I want it back I ain't got time to waste So I guess I got ties to break Couple lies to make She say everything is tied to fate But I don't really like to wait She’s gotten so good at giving bad answers And I don't like questions they get me mad anxious And I don't agree with the way that she lives But that ain't on me it’s the way that she is [Supa Bwe] Supa in this bitch, don’t tell nobody Tryna fuck with a chick who ain’t fuck with nobody You don’t want the damage, gon and join a frat or something Yeah we party party party, I ain’t talkin fist pumping [Outro: Supa Bwe] I ain’t tripping on nothing I’m trippin on something I ain’t tripping on nothing I’m tripping on something I ain’t tripping on nothing