SUMMER II (INTERLUDE) (feat. Rob Buck & Kermode Zay)

Aye
Yeah I'm sitting on the porch as I think about my future
Spitting on these beats
No I didn't need a tutor
Slide to Shenan's
We 'bout to pop a shooter
Jose Cuervo
Kush finna make me yo duermo
Feel the pheromones
Bitch I'm an animal
EthanJ turned into a cannibal
Tryna whip a jet to the island of Sanibel
Mark and Kevin let's make a sequel to Daffodils
Cause that shit slap too hard
Galarza on the map, same major as Nard
Tryna see the places they already saw
I be tryna live out in a city of palms
But I be tryna whip to a city with no qualms, that's impossible
Lick on her titty, stay calm that shit washable
She tryna take my gains as I flex my abdominals
And I got way too many beats, they all be way too audible

Seasons changing got me thinking, got me reminiscing
Focused on what's ahead, I got tunnel vision
Wish I could see the road ahead, I need premonition
I'm tired of all the late nights, all the ass kissing
Cause college classes got me saying fuck school
Wish I could kick it with my homies in the summer time
Sick of assignments, campus cops, all the fucked rules
Cause when I'm vegging in the summer is when I feel alive
Might pull up to Rob's house on a weeknight
Hit the bong and make some music to inspire you
Might just pack one more for the road, back to Water Street
Going home, stop and get some Kwik Trip food
Packing bowls and chucking discs with my boys
Tryna save the last moments of the summer time
Got some Hamm's and THC up in my bloodstream
The way I'm driving right now, it should be a crime

Yeah I'm smoking with my EC veggie squad
We the veggie tales vegging on the ledge, feel like God
Tearing up the dance floor
Yeah I got her feeling hot
When I see her when I'm drinking
She be fiending for me lots
Got the hots for me
After she stopped to leave
Yeah she a test from God
But I'mma have to plead
Because she too hot
Too sexy yo
I'mma smoke pot, sip Henny
Get ready, watch her go
Down
We going to town
Got your bitch feeling like a model doing her rounds on a runway
Yeah I'm In-N-Out of her like the Subway logo
Soy un poco loco
Ella una loco también
She even hotter when she out with her friends on the Water Street bend
Finna send her the pheromones through a Long Island
Yeah she smiling, I like it (muah)

Who you know getting motion like Kermode Zay?
Hockey rink on my neck, Gordon Bombay
Talking mighty but you ducking any confrontation
Might hit your step aunt-in-law for some conversation
Face a blunt up in the booth and raise the elevation
Me and the boys like to partake in some vegetation
But if you think I'm going broke, you need some education
If you saw me not get money, it's a hallucination
Alright I got a feeling this verse is getting a little too lyrical spiritual miracle
Might go face a bowl and eat some cereal
And if you throw a disc up in the sky, I'm getting aerial
Tuesday night, this ain't a movie it's a veggie tale
Got me tripping losing vision, need to learn braille
Now it's late, I should whip back to Haymarket
But instead inside your mom's driveway is where I'm going to park it