this summer - ddg lyrics
[chorus]
i might move out to london or somethin’
i might change my whole number or somethin’
gotta watch how i’m comin’ this summer
i might double or nothin’ this summer
gettin’ rich with my brother this summer
when i smoke, i get dumber and dumber
where i come from, i know she a runner
why these n*ggas be f*ckin’ with me?
i’m like uzi, i just wanna rock
i might go to miami or somethin’
just to kick it and get on a yacht
i might call up a whole bunch of b*tches
have ’em waitin’ on me at the dock
do not call me ’cause i’m on a mission
b*tch, i’m waitin’ to be at the top
[verse]
they don’t actually listen to music
they just waitin’ to see if it flop
thеy just focus on nothin’ but numbers
and they can’t evеn see it’s a bop
i’m comparing my numbers to drake
so i can’t even see it’s a lot
and i wanna be king of the rap
just like michael the king of the pop
i’m in beverly smokin’ a blunt
tryna get high as a b*tch
with the gang and they totin’ a gun
and they rip that b*tch line and sh*t
why they watchin’ that b*tch shake her ass
go ahead, get behind the b*tch
lamborghini, it’s too f*ckin’ fast
she ain’t been in this kinda whip
i done flew her to cabo too much
when i hit it, it got in her gut
pull it out and she gobble it up
f*cked around and i bought her a b*tt
told my mama that i’ma be turnt
get her outta the hood and it worked
i got all of this sh*t out the dirt
now i skrrt off the lot in a vert
i be humble, i know i’m the goat
i got rich and i put on my folks
i was bettin’ on god and hope
i’m not human, i know i’m a alien
or whatever that thing was on “nope”
and i still can’t believe that i made it here
n*ggas thought that this sh*t was a joke
n*ggas thought that this sh*t was a game
so much sh*t that i don’t entertain
they be tryin’, that sh*t really lame
this that sh*t that just come with the fame
lotta people don’t treat me the same
they act different whenever we hang
tryna figure out what they can gain
[chorus]
i might move out to london or somethin’
i might change my whole number or somethin’
gotta watch how i’m comin’ this summer
i might double or nothin’ this summer
gettin’ rich with my brother this summer
when i smoke, i get dumber and dumber
where i come from, i know she a runner
why these n*ggas be f*ckin’ with me?
i’m like uzi, i just wanna rock
i might go to miami or somethin’
just to kick it and get on a yacht
i might call up a whole bunch of b*tches
have ’em waitin’ on me at the dock
do not call me ’cause i’m on a mission
b*tch, i’m waitin’ to be at the top
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