Summer

Middle of July
I think I miss you
Stayin' out all night
Ain't got shit to do

On the train
And I'm feelin' like I wanna do something
I'll regret
When the sun comes up tomorrow morning

Thot juice, marijuana cigarettes
I'm not gonna say I'm sorry
Thot juice, met a boy I can't forget
James Dean on a fuckin' Citi Bike

Think I'll start a band
Play some Nirvana
Don't have any plans
I miss Obama

On a train
And I'm feelin' like I wanna do something
I'll regret
When the sun comes up tomorrow morning

Thot juice, marijuana cigarettes
I'm not gonna say I'm sorry
Thot juice, met a boy I can't forget
James Dean on a fuckin' Citi Bike

Thot Juice, marijuana, and cigarettes (do, do, do, do, do, do)
I'm not gonna say I'm sorry (do, do, do-do-ooh)
Thot juice, met a boy I can't forget (do, do, do, do, do, do)
James Dean on a fuckin' Citi Bike (do, do, do-)



Credits
Writer(s): Sean Thomas Kennedy, Chloe Lilac
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