Summertime
Ridin out feeling good like it's summer time
Ridin out feeling good
Ridin out feeling good like it's summer time
Ridin out
Feeling good
Like it's summer time
Sliding round town bass thumping like a drummer line
Spark the fire up
We in Kentucky call it country fried
Styling smoke sour
I'm spitting whatever come to mind
Come to my flows my shit really the hardest
You are just carbon copy bro you ain't a artist
My mind is some other shit
I've never lived in he margins
Steady racing for the paper
You know I gotta get it regardless
That's outta pocket
My team is running the cash game
I'm bout a dollar
Put some respect on my last name
It's Joey Phantom
I'm a mother fucking monster
Chain Cuban linking
They thinking I be with mobsters
Glass of red wine
Just to compliment the lobster
Yeah my lifestyle wild
But it make me grind harder
Been thinking that it's time to grind smarter
So aye aye aye
Word around town
That the boys on the come up
Every time the see me on street
They saying what up
Pocket full of flowers
And a couple blue hunnas
We be working all winter
Just to kill it all summer
Word around town
That the boys on the come up
Every time the see me on street
They saying what up
Pocket full of flowers
And a couple blue hunnas
We be working all winter
Okay y'all get it
Okay I'm back I'm in this bitch
Like some make up sex
Roll us a spliff and get lifted
How I deal with my stress
Why you stressing
Cause If I get one more call from my ex
Shawty probably take a knife and put it straight to my neck
I mean what you expect
No reason to get upset
Girl you fucking with the best and I ain't even reach my pinnacle
Nah we ain't the same
Man I'm a different individual
I see you taking notes but still ain't nobody identical
I'm one and one and I promise you
You can't match me
I'm running up the profits you probably can't catch me
Voice raspy and your bitch still call me daddy
But bitch I got a bitch and my bitch ain't gone let it happen
But shit happens
Type a shit when drip fashion
And flip raps
I'm spitting shit like a sick dragon
Y'all quit action
It's obvious you been capping
They tryna ride the wave
Well thank me later I'm your captain
Ridin out feeling good like it's summertime
Ridin out feeling good
Aye
Ridin out feeling good like it's summertime yeah
Ridin out feeling good
Ridin out feeling good like it's summer time
Ridin out
Feeling good
Like it's summer time
Sliding round town bass thumping like a drummer line
Spark the fire up
We in Kentucky call it country fried
Styling smoke sour
I'm spitting whatever come to mind
Come to my flows my shit really the hardest
You are just carbon copy bro you ain't a artist
My mind is some other shit
I've never lived in he margins
Steady racing for the paper
You know I gotta get it regardless
That's outta pocket
My team is running the cash game
I'm bout a dollar
Put some respect on my last name
It's Joey Phantom
I'm a mother fucking monster
Chain Cuban linking
They thinking I be with mobsters
Glass of red wine
Just to compliment the lobster
Yeah my lifestyle wild
But it make me grind harder
Been thinking that it's time to grind smarter
So aye aye aye
Word around town
That the boys on the come up
Every time the see me on street
They saying what up
Pocket full of flowers
And a couple blue hunnas
We be working all winter
Just to kill it all summer
Word around town
That the boys on the come up
Every time the see me on street
They saying what up
Pocket full of flowers
And a couple blue hunnas
We be working all winter
Okay y'all get it
Okay I'm back I'm in this bitch
Like some make up sex
Roll us a spliff and get lifted
How I deal with my stress
Why you stressing
Cause If I get one more call from my ex
Shawty probably take a knife and put it straight to my neck
I mean what you expect
No reason to get upset
Girl you fucking with the best and I ain't even reach my pinnacle
Nah we ain't the same
Man I'm a different individual
I see you taking notes but still ain't nobody identical
I'm one and one and I promise you
You can't match me
I'm running up the profits you probably can't catch me
Voice raspy and your bitch still call me daddy
But bitch I got a bitch and my bitch ain't gone let it happen
But shit happens
Type a shit when drip fashion
And flip raps
I'm spitting shit like a sick dragon
Y'all quit action
It's obvious you been capping
They tryna ride the wave
Well thank me later I'm your captain
Ridin out feeling good like it's summertime
Ridin out feeling good
Aye
Ridin out feeling good like it's summertime yeah
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Writer(s): Joseph Bohn
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