Jequcory Davis - Dear Summer (feat. Dave Hill) Lyrics

Huh, who you jokin' with
Bitch, all that key-keyin' gon' get you broke up with
The text that say you readin', I know you opened it
You tryna ignore my message and still keep postin' shit

Watch how I get about it
One foot in front of the other, I'm not gon' trip about it
Rather take some time with my dogs and put a bitch around me
Soon as I start throwin' on clothes, she threw a fit about it

Lil' caough good runny nose, I know she's sick about it
Shoot or shoot, bitch, I ain't campin' on the map
I'm in a trucker like a trucker with a mattress in the back
That lil' shit that I bought you, it get sad if you attached

Like somethin' wrong with the order if you haven't sent it back
Cause I don't f*ck around, if I stand on it, I'ma double down
You wanna take me through the mud, girl, you'll get drug around
All the bullshit that you on, I gotta shut it down

Thank God for the summertime, I'm out
Dear summer, I know you gon' miss me
Cartier and all white ones, we jump crispy
Wheat Timbs and some undone laces

Like I am not the one you can play with, is you crazy
One for the money, two for the same thing
If we both was a hunnid, you'd do the same thing
If both of us runnin', who you gon' chase then

You knew who I was before you came in, let's be for real
Now who you playin' with
You already know how ar that and I'm takin' it
Bitch, we beef out your business cause I got steak in it

And all you think you, cute in that anklet
Bitch, don't make me come take this shit
Hold up, let me chill out
My dawg just dropped the litter, come pick a bitch out

I told her, save the gymnastics, I'm not gon' flip out
With all these new dollars, that's bout to print out
Bitch, you think I'm gon' miss out
I just dropped my blunt in the studio, now my head's shakin

This how niggas goin' from well-fed to fed cases
Straight jacket, arm with the button, she tryna play it crazy
Had I ever penciled you in, thank God they made erasers
Numb to the touch, it ain't nothin' to feel

If you could be anything, just be f*ckin' for real
I showed you the moves, you wasn't f*ckin' for real
But once I know that you won't, give a f*ck if you will
I'm outside, dear summer, I know you gon' miss me

Cartier and all white ones, we jump crispy
Wheat Timbs and some undone laces
Like I am not the one you can play with, it's you crazy
One for the money, two for the same thing

If we both was a hunnid, you'd do the same thing
Who you gon' chase then
You knew who I was before you came in, let's be for real