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KOTA the Friend - SUMMERHOUSE {Official Audio}
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Braxton Cook
Braxton Cook
Saxophone
Kota the Friend
Kota the Friend
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Avery Marcel Joshua Jones
Avery Marcel Joshua Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Banin
Alex Banin
Producer
Braxton Cook
Braxton Cook
Producer
Hello Oshay
Hello Oshay
Producer
Kota the Friend
Kota the Friend
Producer
L10Mixedit
L10Mixedit
Mixing Engineer

Letra

Hello did you miss me? I missed you I'm back Couple of L's, couple of blunts, couple of wins Couple of drinks, couple of girls, couple of trips Couple of bags, I got my foot on the gas I get the money and dash, you know what's funny to pass Why is you doublin' back? Open your mind, turn on the vibe and get off the internet Leave it behind, sayin' goodbye, move it along Light up the spliff, I wear my heart on my wrist I push the start on my whip, I got a garden, it's lit I play my part and I dip Pour me the Henny and fill it up, pull me I really don't give a fuck Rich me like an ATM and they still feel like I don't give enough Summerhouse sippin' dot, dot, dot Ace of spade with the indica Where I'm from you hear pop, pop, pop Niggas trippin' so you better duck Playin' to win, do it for love, shit it's a drug Give me a hit, give me a sip, give me a bump Give me a fix, I wanna feel everything Family trip, family pic, get in the frame Call my phone, how is you (good and you?) I'm okay (just okay), nothin' new What's up with you? (I'm okay) Just okay (watchu need?) Sunshine, sunshine, yeah I could fall in love right here I could be young right here, I could live it up like ay Sit up in the sun like, ay, kick it in the cut all day Listen to the drums all day, bang, bang, bang Never givin' 'cause I am addicted to the better livin' I'm my father's child with a better vision When he talkin' business then you bet I listen And the bed I made is the bed I live in I could get a house with a better frame and a better kitchen But the bed I made with my bad decisions gonna remain the same I just make it sound better than this I started sellin' my tears, I started tellin' my fears I think I'm better with beer Some prolly say that I'm not, I didn't say that I care Always the butt of the joke, now they just hate on the low I wouldn't call her a hoe, but she fuck with niggas with dough And she don't do nothin' at all Bask in all of that daylight, shawty all in my face like Bad chick like Baywatch, I be all in her brain like Momma call me, I'm gone now All she want is some FaceTime Baby boy he all grown now, she just want us all home now Call my phone, how is you (good and you?) I'm okay (just okay), nothin' new What's up with you (I'm okay) Just okay (watchu need?) Sunshine, sunshine, yeah I could fall in love right here I could be young right here, I could live it up like ay Sit up in the sun like, ay, kick it in the cut all day Listen to the drums all day, bang, bang, bang What means everything to me is love Everywhere I go, everything I do, everywhere I am There has to be love, there has to be positive vibes Life is too short for anything negative And anything that you don't love, so for me love is number one It means everything
Writer(s): Avery Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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