Summertime (August)

I think I might be happy [Robb Bank$] All my niggas is Springs banging 3 6 playing, OBP repping, I'm Zoey Saldina smanging That vintage Starter coat got a nigga lookin' ancient Not a cent I'll be saving, choose presence over nations Nurse outfit Belladonna treating me like her patient Pornhub reenactments on our vacation Just got enough racks to buy the house party out But I ain't Drake, I ain't bout to be flying no bitches out We doing photoshoots to show the world what we 'bout You tryna photoshop boxlogos over your mouth Season of the witch, I let the Voldemort enter me Fuck all you new rappers, and Beyonce's pregnancy Couple flood waters straight from Hurricane Irene Full body suit BDIT, fuck Supreme Shiit, y'all watch the throne while I safeguard the coffin On the throne touchin' pussy like I'm boss Team Rocket Can I live? Can all you niggas die? Can I pull a trigga trey, cause I know all you niggas pie (ya lil bitch) If I die today, remember me like Perfect Cell Me and your bitch swappin' gene pools, workin' cells Now that's gangsta You can't stand me? Live in Florida, ain't been to one club in Miami Bitch I got a Lexus and nigga don't even drive I'm parked up, my girl ass look like the handicap sign Still stuntin' nigga, you don't want it nigga Clique full of pretty bitches, ho, I got a hundred niggas Straighter than straight, I know you fools ain't gunnin, boy It's a cold world but it be hot up in the summer, boy So I keep your bitch in that tube top From American Apparel boy it's nothing Step back from the game to watch the competition plummet South nigga stay in NY shit like I'm Pumpkin Feelin' like Yogi Bear and all this Death Adder Tell her how my ex broke my heart to get the sex out her What if I made a cliche punchline 'bout how loud my weed is Man I bet you go deaf after You hear another song from one of these dudes All them pussy ass rappers with the star tattoos All you VMA niggas never come to my channel You got horses on your draws, nigga mine got duck camo That Gorilla's In The Mist shit I'm on it My nigga Juice told me, "If you got it nigga, flaunt it" I slide that ignore icon when your ho callin' And I bet you still tryna figure out my undergarmets She taking off that tube top, I'm like, "go girl" Hot up in the summertime, but boy, it's a cold world Yeah yeah, said it's a cold world Why we ain't get signed yet nigga? Cold word Why I'm fuckin' your bitch nigga? Cold world Why Miguel ain't with us right now nigga? Cold world Yeah yeah, said it's a cold world And J. Cole got no bitches nigga, cold world