My Summer Lyrics

We love you, JJ

This my summer, you can't get my number

I flex on my ex, cause she broke and she bummer

I make all this money, I call up lil' Donny

We talkin' to shawtys, we fuck on these bitches

These bitches be bitches, I run up my digits

I'm ballin' on niggas, I feel like a Piston

I fuck on that bitch, make her squirt, now she pissin

I'm toting a glock if I shoot, I ain't missin

I ain't missin', I ain't missin', I blew it from dissing

I'm cookin' this beat like I cook in the kitchen

I rap on that bitch like I ain't from the mitten

Man, fuck my opps, they scared they shitting

I haven't heard shit from them niggas in a minute

Yeah, nigga, they scared, they know what's the business

Y'all cannot fuck with a nigga like me

Like me, like me, like we

Y'all cannot fuck with lil' Donny and me

I'm in thid bitch and I'm talkin' to Donny

We makin' a hit, finna go to the stu

When I fuck on my bitch, yeah she wet like a pool

Nigga touch my chain, get shot, get boom

Short nigga but I'm the loudest in the room

I don't give a fuck, bitch, you gon' hear what I say

I'm in that bitch and I'm rappin', I'm here to stay

I fuck my bitch from the back, then I meditate

Pussy so good, it tastes like lemonade

I'm high off the gas, I'm not talkin' bout speedway

Bitch I parked and zip my whip no drive way

I'm in that bitch and I'm whippin' a range

Play with me, bitch, and you die close range

Don't play with my gun, nigga, I got aim

Bitch, don't play with me, y'all cannot fuck with me

I cannot fuck with y'all niggas, y'all under me

Y'all niggas, y'all copy, y'all niggas, my mini-me

Y'all niggas, y'all copy, y'all niggas, my mini-me

I'm in that bitch and I'm rappin' with Donny

White bad bitch, but she crazy named Connie

Haha, what the fuck

Bitch

This my summer, you can't get my number

I flex on my ex, cause she broke and she bummer

I make all this money, I call up lil' Donny

We talkin' to shawtys, we fuck on these bitches

These bitches be bitches, I run up my digits

I'm ballin' on niggas, I feel like a Piston

I fuck on that bitch, make her squirt, now she pissin

I'm toting a glock if I shoot, I ain't missin

I ain't missin', I ain't missin', I blew it from dissing

I'm cookin' this beat like I cook in the kitchen

I rap on that bitch like I ain't from the mitten

Man, fuck my opps, they scared they shitting

I haven't heard shit from them niggas in a minute

Yeah, nigga, they scared, they know what's the business

Y'all cannot fuck with a nigga like me

We love you, JJ