Punk Summer Lyrics

Auxiliary Military (I'ma punk star)

It's a all punk summer

Tell my mama that I love her

Fifty bands on the block

Spread the wealth, I keep the hummer

Body bussin' she a baddie

I'm tryna see what's up

She wear all black like Kunoichi

Anbu shawty fuck me up

I ain't ever been so open

Maybe I'm tweaking man whatever bruh

Got me outside rocking with my fav

Have I ever bruh?

How you gon talk like that? (What?)

Baby y'all know what's up (What's up)

Maybe I'll cop that bag yeah

Like oh but where yo gun? (Where it at?)

Shawty gon be on my dick yeah

I'd lay in the grass with bugs

We making them fans and bands yeah

But shawty she got in my guts

Trippin' in feelings like uh huh

But maybe she got me to crush

New flex in my trues and shoes

But I ain't one to bite the dust

You thinking you got me to simp, nah

Band it's just an influx

I ain't got bands what you talking bout?

You making yo fans look sus

I'ma scene baby

Shyne baby

What you wanna know baby?

I ain't no time for that hoe shit you know baby?

Yeah and maybe we'll grab some lunch

And maybe we'll be in touch, but I ain't ready to rush

Maybe we'll be in touch, but I ain't ready to rush (I ain't ready)

Shit is losing

Shawty got my floozy

I'm still woozy baby

You don't understand the movement

I be goin crazy when I'm all about my zoo shit

Legends don't be dying on my side, they be moving

You don't wanna talk to me about that hit, you knew it

I don't think you ready for commitment bruh I knew this

All I got is trues bitch, you don't wanna sue this

Catch me out that alley off the block before the blues hit

And if we do this

How long fore' we through this?

Before we breakup

Then we had the blues hit

It's not that I don't like you

It's just that I don't exist

And I'm not trying to

Auxiliary Military (I'ma punk star)

It's a all punk summer

Tell my mama that I love her

Fifty bands on the block

Spread the wealth, I keep the hummer

Body bussin' she a baddie

I'm tryna see what's up

She wear all black like Kunoichi

Anbu shawty fuck me up

I ain't ever been so open

Maybe I'm tweaking man whatever bruh

Got me outside rocking with my fav

Have I ever bruh?

How you gon talk like that? (What?)

Baby y'all know what's up (What's up)

Maybe I'll cop that bag yeah

Like oh but where yo gun? (Where it at?)

Shawty gon be on my dick yeah

I'd lay in the grass with bugs

We making them fans and bands yeah

But shawty she got in my guts

Trippin' in feelings like uh huh

But maybe she got me to crush

New flex in my trues and shoes

But I ain't one to bite the dust