Bummy Summer

Plug 1 but I'm feeling plug 2
Trugoy the boy
Your dove is love too
Cold wind is blowing
And my teeth got the mood
Bruce Banner and Danny Tanner got green houses too
I'ma sneeze out the blue
How much blunts can i do
I'm like 2016
In means that's my mood
Said it twice
Nothings nice
Whens schools out for life
Alice Cooper
Loves dead folks
And Riverdale is a'ight
Where's my mom and my dad
Struggles never had
Picked one ripe
Now my girl forever bad
Bitch
Spit nice
And rock it
In the bag
Cause I don't box it
Costco workers
Front line
I ain't masculine
Just toxic

Its a bummy ass summer
I don't wanna be alone
Be left like Zuko
Felling Sandy when I'm gone
Greasy as fuck
That my face
Eating Trujilos
Opened mics like Brady cause you know i am the chivo
Suga Suga how you get so fly?
This a big time rush
And I'll be any kind of guy
In this bummy ass summer
My ass is getting dumber
Asking how much blunts can i do
There goes my grammar
Many men and monsters say hey to the hoes
I'ma stay up late up with the bros
Just to happen
Be rapping
Supreme
Like I'm Braxton
Dive in madness
This rap shit
With half wit
Be whack shit
I've had it
So blast this
Like "Badfish"
On cool nights
With rad shit
Like backflips
My magic
Aint working
My middle name is Mike
Lemonades and dancing are something that i like
Tall man is winning
But my short ass is getting
Really anxious and nauseous
When titties out here spinnin'
Damn

Sittin' in the sand
Maybe play some ball
In the summer time I don't want to stress at all
Having early mornings
Having later nights
No sleep
I just want to enjoy the time
The time that we have
Being stress free
No school
Having fun
Roll one
Pass the blunt
We young
Baby girl you fine
I think you're so sublime
And the truth is
I just wanna make you mine
In the summer time

Don't think I forgot about y'all
I could never forget about my boys
After all this a love song
But this a summer song and I love y'all
Lets get it
Big chillin'
You know what deal is
Krazy Dukes against the world
We young dumb and broke
Just kidding that's joke
The mission is to evoke
The good thoughts
Create good times
Bust a couple rhymes
Pull a couple dimes
Girl you know its time for
Backshots
You know i
Make you feel groovy
Looking like its Braxton's movie.
Cause I am supreme
The man of your fucking dreams
Tryna get in between
When it come to you girl
You know I'm a fiend
Baby you summer time fine
Got me soundin' like Cole
Party on a Friday
Picnic on a Sunday
Everyday with is gonna be a fucking fun day
Maybe one day
Girl I just want to gas you
And always bless you
Like you said "atchu"
Got me looking like a fool
But the number one rule is
To have a bummy summer
'Cause me and Jace
We dumb and dumber

Fuck it
We out

It's a bummy ass summer
I don't wanna be alone
It's a bummy ass summer
I don't wanna be alone



Credits
Writer(s): Coach, Jace Heraz
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