4 The Summertime (feat. Nahhdahh)

We're making plans setting up for the summertime

Gotta' prepare, yeah for the summertime

Got my homie with me, swear he gon' bomb

So when you hear that (Dun, dun, dun, dun)

Got the ice, Ima' show it, the money blow it

Now they follow, I'm a poet, you better know it

And I stay with a bad Mamacita, just a call if I need some

Aye shawty

I'll surprise you like I fell out a tree

Can't name one artist similar to me

I guess I gotta' break it down, I'm hearing missiles now

Guess you gotta come and get me now, you know I'm switching up, you got that beta Sound (Ughhh)

We're making plans setting up for the summertime

Gotta' prepare, yeah for the summertime

Got my homie with me, swear he gon' bomb

So when you hear that (Dun, dun, dun, dun)

Got the ice, Ima' show it, the money blow it

Now they follow, Ima' poet, you better know it

And I stay with a bad Mamacita, just a call if I need some

Aye shawty

It's summertime Kool-Aid vibe, smiles, and Jordan slides

Top gone, sense gone, slapping tell me when to go

Beast mode, watch the maneuver, the Lambeau Leaper

Tiptoeing out the friend zone like (Mm, mm, mm, mm)

Campbell soup, work at Baskin Robbins

How I scoop Dina Asher, how she runs through my mind, it's on a loop

Getting loose at the barbecue stuffed like Bruce Bruce

Got gin, got juice, and whatever you into

Pour a Lil from the homies we lost since middle school

But this a celebration, I got five on the choke too

Blow it out to the sky blue, that's how we do

Call it a cherry on top with a sideshow or two, slide thru'

We're making plans setting up for the summertime

Gotta' prepare, yeah for the summertime

Got my homie with me, swear he gon' bomb

So when you hear that (Dun, dun, dun, dun)

Got the ice, Ima' show it, the money blow it

Now they follow, Ima' poet, you better know it

And I stay with a bad Mamacita, just a call if I need some

Aye shawty

Yeah, I'm hitting South Beach

Then I'm flying out to the west (To the Bay)

A lotta' coughing on my chest (You know)

But I got my hands together cause I'm blessed (Amen)

I wanna' take time, thanks Khaled for the key (In my pocket)

For my mom for believing me (Yes, yes)

All my supporters, you're family (Let's go)

How could I ever cut ties you're part of me

We're making plans setting up for the summertime

Gotta' prepare, yeah for the summertime

Got my homie with me, swear he gon' bomb

So when you hear that (Dun, dun, dun, dun)

Got the ice, Ima' show it, the money blow it

Now they follow, Ima' poet, you better know it

And I stay with a bad Mamacita, just a call if I need some

Aye shawty