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Yeah. Volume two. Summer Nights In Highland! [Verse One: Kulprit D] You know the name 'n' you know the deal. Keezy back. This shit for real We pop the ‘pagne and don’t sweat the bill. I got a southern slang. Riding city wheels I’m from the LV no-- Lou Vuitton. They miss me: the cap-donning blond With a crooner voice. Get girls to faun. I’m the bomb-- Swanton She eye candy, that's good food. Put a bad girl in a good mood I got a natural voodoo. Now she tryna leave her dude Yeah, I’m a sick pup. I Want Shawn Johnson to hit me up. With a little bit of Minute Maid sure enough. I drink that stuff out the Stanley cup Yeah, I do the damn thang. See through the fakers like a window pane I need my space from the lames. They on my nuts like a pair of Hanes Cause I’m outchea and you on the porch. I got the flame and won’t pass the torch They don’t even need my retorts. Save my two cents put it toward my Porsche They see me like “Who dat? Oh no!” I’m so def but I ain’t so-so I ain’t cutting people slack no mo'. I ain't even looking back no mo Best believe I got that (woop!). Head out the window and I yell it out the (coupe!) Live my life up in the booth. Watch, my hustle is living proof That you can do things if ya stay at it. No drugs, just a music addict Bound to be an instant classic like Thriller, Toys In The Attic Now I’m grinding hard for stacks. So I can pay my family back 'n' get Mrs. Kulprit where she need to be at. And put my people on the map I’m sick of niggas talking stupid. I’m just tryna be what the truth is You become rich cause you stay clueless. Watch how me and $pade and Zoomie do this Wrote my bars, laid down the beat. I got the woop, so kiss my feet God bless those in the streets and God bless my peeps. We on some woop! [Verse Two: $pade] You already know what time it is. It's $pade. 2LMG shit, man Ok, I kill shit. You know I do No stupid shit. You clueless, dude Smoking on a loud has got me felling like I'm Mr. Cool I'm with your girl, so I bend the rules Have her bent over my chair Her ass is up in the air My money's long. Get stacking with some killers and they packing, ho Got a lot of hoes. I'm with my team and we out finessing With your girl and she's undressing I'm pushing you niggas like you was bench pressing These hoes love me. Probably cause my dress game be a mack In the studio high as f**k. Eyes low, getting racks, swagging to the max I'm known for being all about my checks I ain't talking cereal but I am being serious You haters so ridiculous. Ya'll get on my nerves And I'm just being me, ho 2LMG, that is the team, ho