Vibe All Summer

I just spent about a band on some brand new kicks
Moved out of my old place and just bought a new crib
Frostbite on my neck and that shit cost like two bricks
You know how I'm flexing take a look at these flicks
'Cause I be aiming high
Don't look for me tonight
'Cause I'll be in a private jet, I'm always in the sky
She don't want a man, she gonna go from guy to guy
Bottles at the crib so tell your friends to come by

My heart vvs I'm tryna give it to the one
We do it all night, yeah we just waiting for the sun
She a toxic freak, so I hit it and it's home run
She thought I wanted love, I tell her "No, I don't want none"
My brothers gonna practice with those sticks like it's a drum
We come from the trenches, used to do this shit for fun
You know we be spraying shit, ain't using water guns
Watch out for the snakes, I can't be trusting anyone

Bible verses in her bio, she ain't praying on her knees
I ain't Dr. Dre but that pussy, I get it beat
Niggas tryna get at her by talking through a tweet
And I'm really the one who's eating good behind the scenes
All I know is run a check up, ima do that 'till I'm dead
Keep chasing these Ms, don't look behind, I look ahead
Want that brand new Carti, you know all I see is red
She said that she miss me, "I would too" is what I said

I just spent about a band on some brand new kicks
Moved out of my old place and just bought a new crib
Frostbite on my neck and that shit cost like two bricks
You know how I'm flexing take a look at these flicks
'Cause I be aiming high
Don't look for me tonight
'Cause I'll be in a private jet, I'm always in the sky
She don't want a man, she gonna go from guy to guy
Bottles at the crib so tell your friends to come by

Try to play with me, ima show who really run shit
You a dumb bitch, I'm that boy you shouldn't fuck with
I ain't from the bay, I stay on my go and dumb shit
I ain't talking instruments but I stay with a drum, bitch
Girl, I ain't no simp, you know I don't want your love, bitch
Tryna stack my racks, yeah, I'm tryna get dumb rich
I get all the hoes, why you fuckin' on that bum bitch?
Boy don't get me mad, you don't wanna see me function

I stay with my guys, smoking, bitches, getting high
Getting to this money, baby, I be on my grind
Everybody know that it's my mother fuckin' time
I don't fuck with people that be saying hella lies
Like Likybo, bae, I'm going crazy
If you want a feature then nigga pay me
She fuck with the boy, I know she wanna date me
The way she givin' top got me feelin' lazy

I just spent about a band on some brand new kicks
Moved out of my old place and just bought a new crib
Frostbite on my neck and that shit cost like two bricks
You know how I'm flexing take a look at these flicks
'Cause I be aiming high
Don't look for me tonight
'Cause I'll be in a private jet, I'm always in the sky
She don't want a man, she gonna go from guy to guy
Bottles at the crib so tell your friends to come by



Credits
Writer(s): Adrian Torres, Manny Serrano
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