Summer Jam (feat. K Trip)
Jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
Chill out with your squad
Roll a bunch of grams
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
Chill out with your squad
Roll a bunch of grams
This that summer jam
Bet that I been going ham
Play this at the Summer Slam
Chris gon pull up with the cam
I can't smoke this all by myself
Blunt a hundred grams
I just gave her the whole bag
Told her beak up what you can
We gon smoke until we land
We gon smoke probably get banned
We gon pull up where we can
In the middle of the sand
I bet that most of y'all don't really know who I am
They don't expect me to win
Who do I think I am
I been locked up in the studio the whole summer
So when I pop out it's probably gon be to shoot for the cover
Now I gotta stay consistent gotta come out with another
I got em jamming all summer
I got em jamming all summer
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
Chill out with your squad
Roll a bunch of grams
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
Chill out with your squad
Roll a bunch of grams
This that summer jam
Shorty's hit the gym
Shorty's at the park rolling up
Smoking grams
Shorty's kicking lines filling
They heads with the flame
All gods and Kings
So no nigga there's a lame
We hitting up the night club
All bottles is on me
Riding in a nice a whip
My tank never on E
Pull up to the scene
So Fresh and so Dougie
Baby looking so fine
I put seed in her tummy
Then we hit up the studio
My voice is worth sum millions
Labels tryna sign a nigga
Cuz these beats I'm drilling
This Summer time party
No drama and there's no killing
If you ain't with that nigga
Then proceed on with the children
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
Chill out with your squad
Roll a bunch of grams
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
Chill out with your squad
Roll a bunch of grams
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
Chill out with your squad
Roll a bunch of grams
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
Chill out with your squad
Roll a bunch of grams
This that summer jam
Bet that I been going ham
Play this at the Summer Slam
Chris gon pull up with the cam
I can't smoke this all by myself
Blunt a hundred grams
I just gave her the whole bag
Told her beak up what you can
We gon smoke until we land
We gon smoke probably get banned
We gon pull up where we can
In the middle of the sand
I bet that most of y'all don't really know who I am
They don't expect me to win
Who do I think I am
I been locked up in the studio the whole summer
So when I pop out it's probably gon be to shoot for the cover
Now I gotta stay consistent gotta come out with another
I got em jamming all summer
I got em jamming all summer
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
Chill out with your squad
Roll a bunch of grams
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
Chill out with your squad
Roll a bunch of grams
This that summer jam
Shorty's hit the gym
Shorty's at the park rolling up
Smoking grams
Shorty's kicking lines filling
They heads with the flame
All gods and Kings
So no nigga there's a lame
We hitting up the night club
All bottles is on me
Riding in a nice a whip
My tank never on E
Pull up to the scene
So Fresh and so Dougie
Baby looking so fine
I put seed in her tummy
Then we hit up the studio
My voice is worth sum millions
Labels tryna sign a nigga
Cuz these beats I'm drilling
This Summer time party
No drama and there's no killing
If you ain't with that nigga
Then proceed on with the children
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
Chill out with your squad
Roll a bunch of grams
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
Chill out with your squad
Roll a bunch of grams
Credits
Writer(s): Julian Renteria
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