Summer

Ten toes down, head is in the sky though Name another bitch going hard as I go I been on my job, ain't no suit and tie though Blow a million in a day, before I fucking die hoe Go bigger, pouring up the liquor Toast up to the dreams, that we done seen And going bigger, go figure Stone cold killer, only OG in my swisher In my city I'm a pillar, pillar, pillar Mind in a daze, feel the fade, it's a ganja Bitches throwing shade, that can wait for the summer I'ma misbehave, 'till I'm paid, see the honker I've been on a wave, on a wave, cowabunga Name a bitch that's tighter, name a pool that's colder Ass getting fatter, pocket's getting swoler Just another way to say I'm going bigger Vision getting clearer, still ain't never sold But still a stoner! All my flows be popping, all my shit is harder Circle for the winners, all my hoes be proper Started with a vision turned it to a dollar Tried to shut us down but now we got the power Blunt in my left hand, Henny on the other side Shaking what she gave me, yeah I got it from my mother side Now we moving, city on my back, they screaming let me ride Haters used to bet they bottom dollar, holla, let me slide Fuck that! Bitches run they mouth, but we can't hear 'em out Death to all you bitches who ain't with us, how I feel about Anyone who doubt us, go without us, see we necessary Bitches ordinary, and we nothing short of legendary I been in the kitchen, whipping shit to get your head blown I been in the trenches, thirty inches in the red zone Touchdown, touchdown Pass another swisher, I could bust down Looking for the winners, look at us now Real Shit! Mind in a daze, feel the fade, it's a ganja Bitches throwing shade, that can wait for the summer I'ma misbehave, 'till I'm paid, see the honker I've been on a wave, on a wave, cowabunga They either love me, or they hate me for it Hope there ain't a issue cause you know we for it Bitch I never been a sucker how you paint me for it Same business only difference is they pay me for it Swaggin' only taking wins, I think you best be in All we talk about is balling like ESPN I could probably start a riot, full of fly shit I'm the motherfucking pilot Now my diets vegetarian More green, bitch we eating, give me more green Blow green, double cup, fill that slow lean Different city, still winning like the home team Nothing changed, still shitting on your whole team Lord! And I ain't even wanna have to do 'em like that I react, bitches hating when you moving like that I just found too many ways to say I'm running that shit Hands up, like I brought a fucking gun in this bitch Now you see me though Mind in a daze, feel the fade, it's a ganja Bitches throwing shade, that can wait for the summer I'ma misbehave, 'till I'm paid, see the honker I've been on a wave, on a wave, cowabunga