You know it's fall not anymore Your heart was three below It thawed out on your clothes, oh You got my stomach all in knots You jack-in-the-box The seasons changed, we been through highs and lows You already know You feel like the A-side, diamonds straight from Lakeside Everything you touch, it turns into gold You woke up in daylight, it feels like a date night Girl, you got the summer vibe, summer vibe You like the top down in the summertime, summertime I'm on the highway, goin' 85, 85 Don't wanna beg for you, oh-oh Girl, you got the summer vibe, summer vibe You like the top down in the summertime, summertime I'm on the highway, goin' 85, 85 Don't wanna beg for you, oh-oh I want the sunrise and the sunshine, want it pourin' You got them sun lines in the right place, I want it I wanna skate out but the Jeep won't get started I wanna stay out, catchin' my high 'til mornin' I'ma put you in my free time Thumbs out, catchin' a free ride Hundred missed calls to the Uber driver, he declined it Everything you touch, it turns into gold You woke up in daylight, it feels like a date night Girl, you got the summer vibe, summer vibe You like the top down in the summertime, summertime I'm on the highway, goin' 85, 85 Don't wanna beg for you, oh-oh Girl, you got the summer vibe, summer vibe You like the top down in the summertime, summertime I'm on the highway, goin' 85, 85 Don't wanna beg for you, oh-oh

Old fuck? What you talkin' 'bout, Willis? Yo, man Dude, I'm in fuckin', I'm in, uh, London, bro That's why I didn't answer, 'cause I was probably sleepin' Goddamn, cut the motherfucker a break, ha-ha I'm headed over to a rehearsal right now Um, it's like four, four in the morning for, for you I don't know where the fuck you're at But I'm assuming you're over in America somewhere Um, yeah, dude Fuckin' hit me later, bi-atch

Yeah, yeah Yeah What the fuck is a lil' band to me? (OG Parker) Back in the day, I was broke with no dollar Now I got Gucci all over my collar I do this sh- for my m- mama My brother, my papa, my sister, I got ya Sharp as a needle, I'm really a scholar I can be evil, so don't even bother I'm not with the drama, got too many commas Not worried 'bout nada, "Hakuna matata" Oh, back in the day, I was broke with no dollar Now I got Gucci all over my collar I do this sh- for my m- mama My brother, my papa, my sister, I got ya Sharp as a needle, I'm really a scholar I can be evil, so don't even bother I'm not with the drama, got too many commas Not worried 'bout nada, "Hakuna matata" I put the smoke from the w- in my body Some of y'all- off some- I feel amazing, can't nobody stop me My business is jumpin' like it's an ollie Tryna explain it, but nobody get me Leavin' my homies that ain't comin' with me I give all this service, but nobody tip me They use me and move on as soon as I'm empty I can't count a penny, a dollar, a benzie I swipe for some thousand, my wallet got plenty Don't ask me for any, I'm sorry, I'm stingy I was this way from the f- beginning They said I'm changing, I never agree Even with millions, I'm still DDG From the Pontiac streets, bought a mansion for me N- askin' for me, why they askin' for me? 'Cause I'm actually rich and I'm havin' it factually Ain't got no help, did it manually Millions and millions come annually I'm stackin' the paper up gradually What the f- is a lil' band to me? I got a hundred K, randomly If he hatin', he a fan to me Back in the day, I was broke with no dollar Now I got Gucci all over my collar I do this sh- for my m- mama My brother, my papa, my sister, I got ya Sharp as a needle, I'm really a scholar I can be evil, so don't even bother I'm not with the drama, got too many commas Not worried 'bout nada, "Hakuna matata" Oh, back in the day, I was broke with no dollar Now I got Gucci all over my collar I do this sh- for my m- mama My brother, my papa, my sister, I got ya Sharp as a needle, I'm really a scholar I can be evil, so don't even bother I'm not with the drama, got too many commas Not worried 'bout nada, "Hakuna matata" I don't mess with you 'cause I know you fake I'm droppin' these dollars, I know you gon' chase I'm keepin' the pot to "Hakuna matata" I struggled so hard, I made minimum wage So up, I'ma swerve the lanes I stay on my vibe, I stay in my lane I see that you livin' in L.A., girl And I'm really not givin' no f- 'bout fame Drip drown in a McLaren, I hit it You know she a ten or I smack it, I hit I swear, she on my radar I'm straight from Florida, gator Give a f- 'bout what you think I can smell that you are just so right Chillin' in a mansion, you know this sh- dancin' You know I got options, she ain't average, yeah I'm tarnished all the way These drugs are feelin' laced I hate society, I love each day awake That's a problem in my eyes, I hope it is synchronized You know I was a broke kid, so you see when I was homeless, though Back in the day, I was broke with no dollar Now I got Gucci all over my collar I do this sh- for my m- mama My brother, my papa, my sister, I got ya Sharp as a needle, I'm really a scholar I can be evil, so don't even bother I'm not with the drama, got too many commas Not worried 'bout nada, "Hakuna matata" Oh, back in the day, I was broke with no dollar Now I got Gucci all over my collar I do this sh- for my m- mama My brother, my papa, my sister, I got ya Sharp as a needle, I'm really a scholar I can be evil, so don't even bother I'm not with the drama, got too many commas Not worried 'bout nada, "Hakuna matata"