Late night to summer
This ain't no bummer
Keep it a hundred, I know I'm a stunner
There ain't time for shut eye, I'm driving the red eye
I'm shooting my shot at bullseye, you know I'm a dead eye
I'm stacking up dead guys as I climb to the top
I'm running from poltergeists, everywhere I look they haunt
I only go for dimes, yeah you better be hot
If you can't stand the heat, then you might as well get lost
Yeah I know that I'm lost, but somewhere in this beat I've been found
Check out the sound as it resounds around the whole town
She a catch and she playing catcher, squatting on my mound
Yeah I'm big dog and you know that big dog likes to pound
But I ain't no red nose, no that's you, you a clown
And I got this snub nose, you best believe that shit pow
Buy your J stock now, cause soon enough it'll be on the dow
And you best believe I got that well endowed
Get to the power without selling my soul
That is the goal
Get to the shows
F*ck all those o's
I don't need smoke
I'm gonna get to the top and that ain't no joke
This ain't no wet t-shirt contest, but yet she is soaked
See which one is wetter, like I'm almighty so
When talking to the folks, I go mute like I'm slow
But I am not slow, this off the dome, I don't need notes
Late night to summer
This ain't no bummer
Keep it a hundred, I know I'm a stunner
There ain't time for shut eye, I'm driving the red eye
I'm shooting my shot at bullseye, you know I'm a dead eye
I'm stacking up dead guys as I climb to the top
I'm running from poltergeists, everywhere I look they haunt
I only go for dimes, yeah you better be hot
If you can't stand the heat, then you might as well get lost
She a hot mama, going all out for the don dada
That's me, you best believe that I'm a f*ck you'll daughter
Don't listen to old codgers, guess I'm hard of hearing
Guess we have that in common
I'm bossing 15 rings like I'm Boston
I'm dishing dimes like I'm Stockton
You know that I do this often
You know that I'm f*cking awesome
You can hear it in this lossless
Immaculate, flawless, I'm rocking that dog shit
And you can not do shit about it, go off and gossip
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Late night to summer
This ain't no bummer
Keep it a hundred, I know I'm a stunner
There ain't time for shut eye, I'm driving the red eye
I'm shooting my shot at bullseye, you know I'm a dead eye
I'm stacking up dead guys as I climb to the top
I'm running from poltergeists, everywhere I look they haunt
I only go for dimes, yeah you better be hot
If you can't stand the heat, then you might as well get lost
Yeah I know that I'm lost, but somewhere in this beat I've been found
Check out the sound as it resounds around the whole town
She a catch and she playing catcher, squatting on my mound
Yeah I'm big dog and you know that big dog likes to pound
But I ain't no red nose, no that's you, you a clown
And I got this snub nose, you best believe that shit pow
Buy your J stock now, cause soon enough it'll be on the dow
And you best believe I got that well endowed
Get to the power without selling my soul
That is the goal
Get to the shows
F*ck all those o's
I don't need smoke
I'm gonna get to the top and that ain't no joke
This ain't no wet t-shirt contest, but yet she is soaked
See which one is wetter, like I'm almighty so
When talking to the folks, I go mute like I'm slow
But I am not slow, this off the dome, I don't need notes
Late night to summer
This ain't no bummer
Keep it a hundred, I know I'm a stunner
There ain't time for shut eye, I'm driving the red eye
I'm shooting my shot at bullseye, you know I'm a dead eye
I'm stacking up dead guys as I climb to the top
I'm running from poltergeists, everywhere I look they haunt
I only go for dimes, yeah you better be hot
If you can't stand the heat, then you might as well get lost
She a hot mama, going all out for the don dada
That's me, you best believe that I'm a f*ck you'll daughter
Don't listen to old codgers, guess I'm hard of hearing
Guess we have that in common
I'm bossing 15 rings like I'm Boston
I'm dishing dimes like I'm Stockton
You know that I do this often
You know that I'm f*cking awesome
You can hear it in this lossless
Immaculate, flawless, I'm rocking that dog shit
And you can not do shit about it, go off and gossip
This ain't no bummer
Keep it a hundred, I know I'm a stunner
There ain't time for shut eye, I'm driving the red eye
I'm shooting my shot at bullseye, you know I'm a dead eye
I'm stacking up dead guys as I climb to the top
I'm running from poltergeists, everywhere I look they haunt
I only go for dimes, yeah you better be hot
If you can't stand the heat, then you might as well get lost
Yeah I know that I'm lost, but somewhere in this beat I've been found
Check out the sound as it resounds around the whole town
She a catch and she playing catcher, squatting on my mound
Yeah I'm big dog and you know that big dog likes to pound
But I ain't no red nose, no that's you, you a clown
And I got this snub nose, you best believe that shit pow
Buy your J stock now, cause soon enough it'll be on the dow
And you best believe I got that well endowed
Get to the power without selling my soul
That is the goal
Get to the shows
F*ck all those o's
I don't need smoke
I'm gonna get to the top and that ain't no joke
This ain't no wet t-shirt contest, but yet she is soaked
See which one is wetter, like I'm almighty so
When talking to the folks, I go mute like I'm slow
But I am not slow, this off the dome, I don't need notes
Late night to summer
This ain't no bummer
Keep it a hundred, I know I'm a stunner
There ain't time for shut eye, I'm driving the red eye
I'm shooting my shot at bullseye, you know I'm a dead eye
I'm stacking up dead guys as I climb to the top
I'm running from poltergeists, everywhere I look they haunt
I only go for dimes, yeah you better be hot
If you can't stand the heat, then you might as well get lost
She a hot mama, going all out for the don dada
That's me, you best believe that I'm a f*ck you'll daughter
Don't listen to old codgers, guess I'm hard of hearing
Guess we have that in common
I'm bossing 15 rings like I'm Boston
I'm dishing dimes like I'm Stockton
You know that I do this often
You know that I'm f*cking awesome
You can hear it in this lossless
Immaculate, flawless, I'm rocking that dog shit
And you can not do shit about it, go off and gossip
Writer: Jake Santa Cruz
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