Fall In Luv* Summrs

[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
Girl, I don't pop no Xanny's, sippin' drank in the back of the Phantom
Alright, don’t put me on camera, mixin' Tris' with the Wock' like my candle
My Benz got [?], take you to hot spots, Atlanta
I'm off of them shrooms, I'm so fuckin geeked
I might fall in love with a dancer, yeah, I might fall in love with a dancer
Yeah, I might fall in love with a dancer, but I might fall in love with a dancer

[Verse]
I keep me a stick like I'm playin' hockey
You almost treat me better than Roxy
I don't want none of these niggas around me
You don’t want none of these bitches around you
You impress mе, bitch, I might fuck around and sign you
I get that cheese, that cheedar, lasagna
Maybach seats, yеah, you can recline 'em
Put you in double C, your personal stylist
The Glock under the seat, the cops right behind us
We finna flee, no other option
He wanna be me, he tryna copy
His bitch keep on lookin', I'm drippin' in Prada
I get them streams, might fly to Nirvana
She wanna have sex, but that ain't my problem
She don't wanna listen, I'm fuckin' her mama
Kick to the [?], don't deal with the drama
Brenda, I miss you, everyday I'm sippin' a litter
Yeah, yeah, It's killin' my kidneys and I know that shit 'cause I’m tryna be with you
Yeah, yeah, I stick to the code and since you been gone, your grand baby richer
Yeah, yeah, gotta check on your sister
I miss my aunt, Genny, I heard she got sicker