Summertime
Title | Summertime |
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Artist | Aeshis |
Album | New Day |
Release Date | 2021-06-29 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Verse 1] Summertime day one to twenty-nine We’ve been trying to catch a vibe Off that midnight drive (what you?) What you smoke? cause you look like getting high And it’s probably been a while Since you sober and you smiled You a stoner man you wild But it’s summer so it’s fine I think he just did a line I think this’ll be the rhyme (here for a) Here for a good time Ain’t long but thats alright Cause you know its summertime Sweat through this shirt Sweat through this hat Off the sides this a buck we never cap,(bucket) On the sidе it’s like thirty of them facts He look tirеd little boy was running track [Chorus] Summertime, beach waves All night, all day Summertime, clichés Watching clouds float over sun rays Summertime, beach waves All night, all day Summertime, clichés Watching clouds float over sun rays [Verse 2] Sun rays cause you know the summer days Trying to catch the summer haze He ask where the sommer rays? Not here, not for you Thats I’m pretty fucking sure You look like you call a girl bitch When she ain’t send you nudes I’m just chilling with my dudes I do not know about you You a pretty sketchy guy, you a pretty sketchy dude Keep on eyein all the booze Keep an eye on all these dews You know these are not for you We would never buy you food, (haha) But I ain’t fussed Man I really do not care You could get out of my hair But my head is in the air Its a bust Put a fifty on this chair Hit the water skin is bare I don’t know who I can trust Climb the stairs (yo) Watch ain't there (huh) Shit is where? we gon find him, that’s a must And its june man you know we on the cusp Has it started yeah just But the party’s on hush cause we wait until the,(yeah) Wait until the- You might also like[Chorus] Summertime, beach waves All night, all day Summertime, clichés Watching clouds float over sun rays Summertime, beach waves All night, all day Summertime, clichés Watching clouds float over sun rays [Verse 3] Yo, bring the beat back He was chilling in a porsche truck Couple digits couple bitches and a fourth tucked Robbing riches getting money thats of course luck Break the bank mister midget got his nose stuck Cause he was never really bout that, (yeah) He was running pockets more than mouth thats facts I mean he was running mouth more than pocket Yeah he own pistol but he don’t know how to cock it, (ayyy) This shit taking off like a rocket, (ayyy) They want me to drop it like deposit, (ayyy) Keep on smacking lip like you got it Cause yeah I got a bat but I keep in the closet, (ayyy) I’ll let these hands do the talking, (ayyy) Nah I’m kidding lets be honest It’s summertime I don’t wanna feed into the gossip That’s exactly what I’m talking I pray on this shit (prayer) profit |