Cuffin Season

Though we gotta say goodbye for the summer, baby, I promise you this I'll send you all my love everyday in a letter sealed with a kiss These hoes keep calling, I ain't picking up These hoes keep calling, I ain't picking up Told these hoes I'll be back around June Told these hoes I'll be back around June Better yet I'll change my numbers for the whole winter Damn, it's so cold in the fucking winter These hoes keep calling, I ain't picking up Damn, I'm so cold in the fucking winter You was in La Marina all summer You was up in toxic all summer Now it's getting chilly, that's the fall coming Now a nigga get a call from her What's up? How you been? How was summer? Hotter then I'm like some bitch stringing me along like a violin She was too busy hosting, on Instagram posting Hashtag no filter AKA ho filter With the innocent face, but she so guilty (she did it) Now I'm a take her in like a ho shelter When there's a few niggas that I know killed her 4 Celtics, Knicks guard, you know Felton This nigga in Atlanta air tranna, no delta Been naughty all year trying to end it nicely Summer hoes turning into winter wifeys You was in club Liv every Sunday, you was in KoD every Monday Just like Lil Wayne said: "Liv on Sundays, King of Diamonds Monday" Oh, you been working out? You think I'm dumb or what? I know how a winter gut turn into a summer butt She bartend, he paid for the shots But why the limearita for the thots? Hard dick and bazooka, maybe a little hooka She thinking falip, I'm think chipotle I heard bitches commit sins for chipotle Every rapper in a cypher, every player in a huddle You really wanna fuck, but you say you want to cuddle You posing like you balling, but you really in a struggle Your captions be deep, but you shallow as a puddle Turn down for what?