Summer Love Tory Lanez

[Intro]
Tory: Ay, yo y'all remembered last summer though, cuz
Man I had this bangin' shorty last summer. Fly too and super-duper cute

Friend 1: Yo Lanez man, I told you about that imaginary shit, player

Tory: So what y'all tryna say, y'all don't believe me b? Y'all don't believe me?

Friend 2: Explain yourself

Tory: I'll explain it right now, listen

This is that 90s shit
Yea yea y'all, yea yea y'all
Listen here, it's the freshman o' the year y'all
Like yea yea y'all, yea yea y'all
I got a story to tell, it's right hear y'all

[Verse 1]
Now when I met this one girl early October (alrigh')
Late night clubbing where the girlies not sober
All the Autumn leaves were falling, but it barely got colder
A hoodie season beginner wear, seems we lost quota
I called her a couple times but my lines crossed over
Told her that I don't drive because I got chauffeured
She took all my rich words as some sorta mixed slurs
So off a this, I'm thinking yo this is my chick, word
We moved on to dinner dated with the Crouton
To even bigger date, Interstate, with the roof gone
I'm thinkin', yo I really like this girl
[?] got me tryna wife this girl, now-e-e
And since I'm thinking wedding gowns in the future
F them, ye man settle down with the cuter, Kama Sutra
Sheets up, umbrella upstairs
She lay me on the sofa and took over from there, yea