Made A Mil Before The Summer

[Hook x2] I made a mil before the summer I made a mil before the summer baby I made a mil before the summer Just gimme my money I'm smoking with the homies [Verse 1: Problem] Smoking with the homies made a mil before the summer Baby I'm a player let me stick it like a drummer You hotter than the summer She ride it and she cum all over my dick Ho yell out my clique Diamond Lane Y-Y-Yeah that's us Blowing Laker purple got me goin' like Buss RIP E ho don't ask us My homegirls ride big and I don't mean no bus Oh my ma-ma, they'll fuck you up Know some niggas babies mamas that'll suck me up Got a tour with some niggas like "fuck he buff" Still punch til his nose swoll as Humpty Hump On ma-ma [Hook x2] [Verse 2: Bad Lucc] I go, I told her OG, please roll it OT like OV man I'm so keyed she loaded So beast - can't hold him Drinking a SoBe, so cold When I'm so deep in a OP Baby know me, she on it Oh see, she knowing Man I blow trees with the homies So much weed to that boy B I could OD at the moment Money heavily on em I suggest, eh rest Tickle on that Nestle Make her grab it like a Espy Check me? Never, I be coolin Rappin out of my mind It's murda inc. and I'm Ja Rulin' All about the game I'm in control you kids [?] Plus I got the city cracking all the slappin' we be doing [Hook x2] [Verse 3: Kent] Black bitch white bones Fuckin ya baby mama in the Doms at her mom's Now leave me alone Drop a 4 in a deuce to make my life speed up I've fucked every bitch in this club The homie got the burner tucked Got Problems and Bad Lucc (What) Tell yo bitch I used to love her Everybody been up in her like the homie back house I remember everything bitch, I ain't blacked out Pay me right now Pop it pop it make that ass go down Pull them Vicky Secrets down Fuck her good make your bitch say ouch [Hook x2]