Better Not Forget
The beach is where I'm "Swimming" and Mac Milling my way in
I push my troubles round in "Circles" 'til the clock is "GO:OD AM"
The "K.I.D.S" are kicking sand at the spot I'm laying in
And there's way too many pretty "Faces" if I'm weighing in
It's a bummer, missed a summer, and another so I get it
The sun up, like the come-up, so let's rub up and go tan
Get some color, for a lover, for a stunner, look a 10
If an ex has made you suffer, don't let the butter let them in
Who gives a fuck about reason? We've waited years for the season
Grab you a beer and pull up a chair, tell me how're you feeling?
I don't fuck with the shyness, what's happenin'?, what're your fears?
Hakuna-matata to you and your mama, the summer is here, the summer is here
You better not forget
I stick with the rhymes, I'm sick with the rhymes
You better not forget
I'm big with a vibe, I'm big with a vibe
You better not forget
My heart made of gold but it cold like stone
You better not forget
I do have a soul, I fuck with a soul
You better not forget
I stick with the rhymes, I'm sick with the rhymes
You better not forget
I'm big with a vibe, I'm big with a vibe
You better not forget
My heart made of gold but it cold like stone
You better not forget
I do have a soul, I fuck with a soul
'Til I need to kill a mad dog like a foxtail
Pass a paper parasol, put it in my cocktail
Loving on my outlook, she wanna know the hotmail
To make it official but my heart isn't on sale
Call it what you want but nah I cannot fail
Need to get my money right, hot with a top sale
Swap tales, tell me about the WAP and a hot rail
I can give cock, only head - I just got tail
You wanna, hit the sauna, hit the ganja, I don't care
I don't wanna trigger trauma, bring up drama unaware
So I'm honestly consciously sticking with the comedy commonly constantly
And if you sticking with the broccoli, when I open my mouth shit'll sound like an odyssey
Is there anybody in my city that sound like this?
That can flow like me, not sound like shit?
That can spit like a llama, still charm her like this?
That the silver tongue smoother than butter like this?
Even at high noon probably wouldn't find a cap
Looking at Beirut, I too feel a gap
My view's from an island, I'm truly attached
There's nothing I can do to get back
Who gives a fuck about reason? We've waited years for the season
Grab you a beer and pull up a chair, tell me how're you feeling?
I don't fuck with the shyness, what's happenin'?, what're your fears?
Hakuna-matata to you and your mama, the summer is here, the summer is here
You better not forget
I stick with the rhymes, I'm sick with the rhymes
You better not forget
I'm big with a vibe, I'm big with a vibe
You better not forget
My heart made of gold but it cold like stone
You better not forget
I do have a soul, I fuck with a soul
You better not forget
I stick with the rhymes, I'm sick with the rhymes
You better not forget
I'm big with a vibe, I'm big with a vibe
You better not forget
My heart made of gold but it cold like stone
You better not forget
I do have a soul, I fuck with a soul
(I do have a soul, I fuck with a soul)
(I do have a soul, I fuck with a soul)
I push my troubles round in "Circles" 'til the clock is "GO:OD AM"
The "K.I.D.S" are kicking sand at the spot I'm laying in
And there's way too many pretty "Faces" if I'm weighing in
It's a bummer, missed a summer, and another so I get it
The sun up, like the come-up, so let's rub up and go tan
Get some color, for a lover, for a stunner, look a 10
If an ex has made you suffer, don't let the butter let them in
Who gives a fuck about reason? We've waited years for the season
Grab you a beer and pull up a chair, tell me how're you feeling?
I don't fuck with the shyness, what's happenin'?, what're your fears?
Hakuna-matata to you and your mama, the summer is here, the summer is here
You better not forget
I stick with the rhymes, I'm sick with the rhymes
You better not forget
I'm big with a vibe, I'm big with a vibe
You better not forget
My heart made of gold but it cold like stone
You better not forget
I do have a soul, I fuck with a soul
You better not forget
I stick with the rhymes, I'm sick with the rhymes
You better not forget
I'm big with a vibe, I'm big with a vibe
You better not forget
My heart made of gold but it cold like stone
You better not forget
I do have a soul, I fuck with a soul
'Til I need to kill a mad dog like a foxtail
Pass a paper parasol, put it in my cocktail
Loving on my outlook, she wanna know the hotmail
To make it official but my heart isn't on sale
Call it what you want but nah I cannot fail
Need to get my money right, hot with a top sale
Swap tales, tell me about the WAP and a hot rail
I can give cock, only head - I just got tail
You wanna, hit the sauna, hit the ganja, I don't care
I don't wanna trigger trauma, bring up drama unaware
So I'm honestly consciously sticking with the comedy commonly constantly
And if you sticking with the broccoli, when I open my mouth shit'll sound like an odyssey
Is there anybody in my city that sound like this?
That can flow like me, not sound like shit?
That can spit like a llama, still charm her like this?
That the silver tongue smoother than butter like this?
Even at high noon probably wouldn't find a cap
Looking at Beirut, I too feel a gap
My view's from an island, I'm truly attached
There's nothing I can do to get back
Who gives a fuck about reason? We've waited years for the season
Grab you a beer and pull up a chair, tell me how're you feeling?
I don't fuck with the shyness, what's happenin'?, what're your fears?
Hakuna-matata to you and your mama, the summer is here, the summer is here
You better not forget
I stick with the rhymes, I'm sick with the rhymes
You better not forget
I'm big with a vibe, I'm big with a vibe
You better not forget
My heart made of gold but it cold like stone
You better not forget
I do have a soul, I fuck with a soul
You better not forget
I stick with the rhymes, I'm sick with the rhymes
You better not forget
I'm big with a vibe, I'm big with a vibe
You better not forget
My heart made of gold but it cold like stone
You better not forget
I do have a soul, I fuck with a soul
(I do have a soul, I fuck with a soul)
(I do have a soul, I fuck with a soul)
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Writer(s): Mersace Meraachli
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