YN Jay – Summer Time

YN Jay – Summer Time Lyrics

Artist: YN Jay
Song: Summer Time

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Woah
Woah
Damn, ayy

All these bad b#tches love my music, I be f#ckin’ fans
Off Patrón and champagne in the club, do your f#ckin’ dance
Nasty-ass b#tch out here trickin’, she gon’ f#ck for bands
You ain’t got no dog sh#t on you, where your rubber bands?

I’ll make it rain, make it storm in this b#tch, I’m the thunder man
Used to cook… is that butter, man?
Bad b#tch ask me where I’m from, I’m from the gutter, man
You the type of n#gg# probably tell on your brother, damn

Almost had to beat a n#gg# ass, that’s my brother’s friend
b#tch, I’m left handed, but I shoot with my other hand
In the room full of bad b#tches, I’m in mother land
Pull up with an old-school rifle, I’m the hunter man

n#gg# said that he was gon’ do what? What the f#ck you sayin’?
I get so motherf#ckin’ high, how the f#ck you land?
I get kicked out of hotels, how the f#ck you banned?
Always want beef with no stick, why the f#ck you playin’?

Summertime, ayy
Summertime, damn
Summertime, ayy
Summertime, damn

Ayy, how the f#ck it’s summertime, but it’s cold as f#ck?
Ran off on the plug, well, you bold as f#ck
I just hit somebody granny, she was old as f#ck
I’m finna hit up on my b#tch like, “Come on, let’s f#ck”

Got a surprise for a b#tch, I tell a ho, “Guess what?”
b#tch trippin’ over shoes
Catch your balance, lil’ b#tch, you better not waste my cup
n#gg# better not fire up no Swisher, I’ma break your blunt

Got the ball, offside kick, I had to fake my punt
I was up a hundred last April, I can’t make this up
Just because I made it out the hood don’t mean I’m changin’ up
Ayy, just because I came from out the hood

Just because I came from, ah
Just because I came from the hood, ah
Just because I made it out the hood don’t mean I’m changin’ up
Count so much motherf#ckin’ money, I got paper cuts

I’ll slide a blade ‘cross your head like a razor cut
Let a bad b#tch break my heart, I can’t take this up
Why the f#ck you ridin’ with a pistol if you ain’t gon’ dump?
b#tch, I could’ve ran for president, but I ain’t no Trump

Why the f#ck you ridin’ with a pistol like a pimple? Boy, you ain’t gon’ bust
b#tch, you might as well leave right now if we ain’t gon’ f#ck
I can’t fall in love with no b#tch, ’cause it ain’t no trust
Oh, are you, are you talkin’ ’bout like, like, like you and me? Oh

b#tch, it ain’t no f#ckin’ you and me like it ain’t no us
I just pulled up in a wide body like this ain’t no truck
Yeah, I’m better off bein’ a goose ’cause I ain’t no duck
Everything I got was a blessing, bro, that ain’t no luck

I just hit the dog with the dog, you be mating mutts
We be back-to-back in Scatpacks like who racing us?
I’ll smoke a n#gg# by myself, get to facin’ blunts
I was catchin’ plays in high school, had me late for lunch

Summertime, ayy
Summertime, damn
Summertime, ayy
Summertime, damn
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From the album:
Coochie Chronicles [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021