Chasin' Summer (feat. Adam Roose)
Baby you deserve a vaycay
You been putting in that work ten hours straight
Grind is hard but you find a way to levitate
You don't need me to save you
Girl you do it so major
You getting all of your paper so let's just get it together
We can stack it up high and we could change up the weather
We can point at the map
Get a couple of stamps
Catch a flight see the sights baby tell me if you down wussup
Pack a bag we can get away
Turn our phones off and hideaway
Don't tell nobody where we going
Just know we next to the bluest ocean
You can leave ya coat baby bring ya shades
Planes waiting for us on the runway
Just take my hand we're chasin Sumer
Oh oh oh oh
Making plans were chasin summer
Chasin Summer
Hey nobody gotta know
Take you on vacation we be on a boat
Sailing by the island do you want to go
Oh oowohoo
Baby take my hand we're chasin summer
Uh
We chasin three months all twelve of em
We hand to hand like twelve o'clock not twelve sumthin
We sea to sea like chanel luggage
Just zip the bag and them lips don't tell nuthin
Uh
You getting money I'm about mine too
Before the doggy style like it's bout nine duce
Get fly then fly to where the sand is there
The fit that we land in call that landing gear uh
I propose a business for a marriage
Cuz baby just like you I'm to excited bout carrots
Really silly I'm a rabbit for this shit
You dope and see I got a habit for this shit
Baggage full of chips dippin where the waves be baby
You bad as hell lady and I'm hades baby
Let's spend these Benz like Mercedes baby
We on a roll like gravy it's all gravy baby uh
We goin wherever the wind blows and the drinks are cold and the palm trees blow baby
You feel the sand between ya toes ocean air and cigars yeah we livin like stars baby
Just tell me when we can set a date
We get it in fresh out the gate
Baby you deserve it all summer time in the winter jet skies in the fall girl cmon
Pack a bag we can get away
Turn our phones off and hideaway
Don't tell nobody where we going
Just know we next to the bluest ocean
You can leave ya coat baby bring ya shades
Planes waiting for us on the runway
Just take my hand we're chasin Sumer
Oh oh oh oh
Making plans were chasin summer
Chasin Summer
Hey nobody gotta know
Take you on vacation we be on a boat
Sailing by the island do you want to go
Oh oowohoo
Baby take my hand we're chasin summer
You been putting in that work ten hours straight
Grind is hard but you find a way to levitate
You don't need me to save you
Girl you do it so major
You getting all of your paper so let's just get it together
We can stack it up high and we could change up the weather
We can point at the map
Get a couple of stamps
Catch a flight see the sights baby tell me if you down wussup
Pack a bag we can get away
Turn our phones off and hideaway
Don't tell nobody where we going
Just know we next to the bluest ocean
You can leave ya coat baby bring ya shades
Planes waiting for us on the runway
Just take my hand we're chasin Sumer
Oh oh oh oh
Making plans were chasin summer
Chasin Summer
Hey nobody gotta know
Take you on vacation we be on a boat
Sailing by the island do you want to go
Oh oowohoo
Baby take my hand we're chasin summer
Uh
We chasin three months all twelve of em
We hand to hand like twelve o'clock not twelve sumthin
We sea to sea like chanel luggage
Just zip the bag and them lips don't tell nuthin
Uh
You getting money I'm about mine too
Before the doggy style like it's bout nine duce
Get fly then fly to where the sand is there
The fit that we land in call that landing gear uh
I propose a business for a marriage
Cuz baby just like you I'm to excited bout carrots
Really silly I'm a rabbit for this shit
You dope and see I got a habit for this shit
Baggage full of chips dippin where the waves be baby
You bad as hell lady and I'm hades baby
Let's spend these Benz like Mercedes baby
We on a roll like gravy it's all gravy baby uh
We goin wherever the wind blows and the drinks are cold and the palm trees blow baby
You feel the sand between ya toes ocean air and cigars yeah we livin like stars baby
Just tell me when we can set a date
We get it in fresh out the gate
Baby you deserve it all summer time in the winter jet skies in the fall girl cmon
Pack a bag we can get away
Turn our phones off and hideaway
Don't tell nobody where we going
Just know we next to the bluest ocean
You can leave ya coat baby bring ya shades
Planes waiting for us on the runway
Just take my hand we're chasin Sumer
Oh oh oh oh
Making plans were chasin summer
Chasin Summer
Hey nobody gotta know
Take you on vacation we be on a boat
Sailing by the island do you want to go
Oh oowohoo
Baby take my hand we're chasin summer
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Smith
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