Waste of Summer 2 Lyrics

Bless me

We can skate to this baby

Don't it feel like them nights

When the moon is our light

And the ends out of sight

Everything is alright

You in that sundress

Hair braided

Back tat showing

It ain't no contest

They won't rest

I'm already knowing they won't

Alright

What a waste of summer it is

If I can't be with you

You don't know how humbling it is

When I can't speak to you

It's been quiet drop me yo pin

And then I'm speeding thru

Pull up to yo ends and I spin

You hear the speakers boom

Where I'm from 60 degrees mean it's food on the grill

Plus the sides cause we eating for real

You know the fold up seats get filled

Dominos slam the table til the drinks get spilled

But we turnt up still

Oh that love still build

The group chat buzzing

Everybody up to something

From parties in the basement

To that rooftop brunching

Gotta treat yourself for all them hours you been punching

I love it

Yo smell

That Chanel

Coco or Gabrielle

I can tell

And you wear it well

They could hire you to sell

Got me thirsty for ya water

Like Propel

Tryna sail

You my dawg Kenan, Kel

Locked in, no bail

How that feel

When all my love letters get sealed

And the feelings get revealed

And the ego get killed

Don't it feel like them nights

When the moon is our light

And the ends out of sight

Everything is alright

You in that sundress

Hair braided

Back tat showing

It ain't no contest

They won't rest

I'm already knowing they won't

I said I'm already knowing

I hope that lil baby knowing just how special she is

And that she don't forget the moments that we relishing in

Deeper than the water that we dove peddling in

I can feel the love settling in

Ok you know you like a two scoop from Culver's

Girl you too cold

Or should I say from Tastee Twist

You know we love that black owned

And that's why it's ironic you put chills on my back bone

Graduated twice and brought it back home

You too grown

Girl you going off for free

You should be signing a deal

They should write a story bout you

Front page of that CopyWrite or Journal Sentinel

How that feel

When all my love letters get sealed

And the feelings get revealed

And the ego get killed

Don't it feel like them nights

When the moon is our light

And the ends out of sight

Everything is alright

You in that sundress

Hair braided

Back tat showing

It ain't no contest

They won't rest

I'm already knowing they won't

I said I'm already knowing they won't

I swear it's just something about you

You know what it is though

I tell you just to put that smile on ya face you know

But I

I like the OG slides

When unc on the grill

I like to tailgate

At the Am Fam field

I like them carnival lights

That State Fair feel

I like them long nights

And you for real

I like the OG slides

When unc on the grill

I like to tailgate

At the Am Fam field

I like them carnival lights

That State Fair feel

I like them long nights

And you for real

Don't it feel like them nights

When the moon is our light

And the ends out of sight

Everything is alright

You in that sundress

Hair braided

Back tat showing

It ain't no contest

They won't rest

I'm already knowing they won't

I said I'm already knowing they won't

Yes Lord