Summer Time YN Jay

[Intro]
(Enrgy made this one)
Woah
Woah
Damn, ayy

[Verse 1]
All these bad bitches love my music, I be fuckin' fans
Off Patrón and champagne in the club, do your fuckin' dance
Nasty-ass bitch out here trickin', she gon' fuck for bands
You ain't got no dog shit on you, where your rubber bands?
I'll make it rain, make it storm in this bitch, I'm the thunder man
Used to cook— is that butter, man?
Bad bitch ask me where I'm from, I'm from the gutter, man
You the type of nigga probably tell on your brother, damn
Almost had to beat a nigga ass, that's my brother's friend
Bitch, I'm left handed, but I shoot with my other hand
In the room full of bad bitches, I'm in mother land
Pull up with an old-school rifle, I'm the hunter man
Nigga said that he was gon' do what? What the fuck you sayin'?
I get so motherfuckin' high, how the fuck you land?
I get kicked out of hotels, how the fuck you banned?
Always want beef with no stick, why the fuck you playin'?

[Chorus]
Summertime, ayy
Summertime, damn
Summertime, ayy
Summertime, damn