"All Summer" lyrics

Comin' like, like I got a hundred birds
They're from Cuba
DR, all them type niggas (Yeah)

Sell shirts all summer (Yeah), blue rags all summer (Yeah)
Poolside all summer (Yeah), V12 all summer
Burn rubber (Woah), burn rubber (Woah)
Burn rubber (Woah), burn rubber (Woah)
Cut a check, spend a bag
Cut a check (Yeah), spend a bag (Yeah)
Burn rubber (Woah), burn rubber (Woah)
Burn rubber (Woah, yeah), burn rubber (Woah, yeah)

That my bitch, she keep my Draco with the drummer (Yeah)
I might go no shirt with chains on for the summer (Yeah)
I could fuck lil' bitch all day, but I don't trust her (Ayy, ayy)
Feed them bitches, nigga, that ain't in the budget (Woah)
I'ma lie and tell the bitch it was different even if it wasn't (True)
Bought a Rollie and that bitch had a bezel with it, it was bussin' (True, true)
I quit that lean 'cause it was fuckin' with my stomach (All facts)
He keep tellin' bitches he would kill me, I ain't even runnin' (Woah, woah)
I can't argue with the bitch, she ain't important (Nah)
I don't know if I'ma wake up in the morning (Nah)
I can't lose no more, my nigga, I can't afford it (Gang, gang)
Valley bitch, she pullin' LA, let her drive my foreign (Woah, woah)
Ratchet bitch, she just complain 'bout what I'm doin' (Woah, woah)
I'ma take it state to state and get money while a nigga tourin' (Go)
Pop that Perky, it gon' take me where I'm goin' (Yeah)
We will shoot at you, we ain't gon' give no warning (Nah, nah)
I got money, why she act like she don't want it? (Yeah, yeah)
Smith & Wesson with extendo when I bought it (Yeah, yeah)
My lil' bruh ain't beat that case, ho, but he fought it (Woah, woah, woah)
In the street, I gotta chill, I'm still an artist (Woah, woah)

Sell shirts all summer (Yeah), blue rags all summer (Yeah)
Poolside all summer (Yeah), V12 all summer
Burn rubber (Woah), burn rubber (Woah)
Burn rubber (Woah), burn rubber (Woah)
Cut a check, spend a bag
Cut a check (Yeah), spend a bag (Yeah)
Burn rubber (Woah), burn rubber (Woah, bleep, yeah)
Burn rubber (Woah), burn rubber (Woah)

Drive that Lambo down Slauson, just a trench baby
Blue rag on his head, he so Crip crazy (Crazy)
I be double cup-cuppin', swervin' lanes (Swervin' lanes)
I be double blicked up, I ain't playin' games (Brr)
If I'm comin', I'm bringin' a gun, Westside, he one of the ones (One of the ones)
He be hoppin' out the coupe like he jack-in-the-box (Hey)
I got bad shit, niggas still treat him like a bop (Bop)
I'm a rich Crip, pullin' a Bugatti on the block (On the block)
Back on bullshit, fuck it, put some diamonds on a thot (Diamonds on a thot)
Take a field trip, fuck it, take a field trip to the opps (Field trip to the opps)
A nigga came up, started on the block sellin' rocks (Started on the block)
Now he real big, nigga, now he bigger than he popped (Bigger than he popped)

Blue rags all summer, blue bags all summer
Bad bitches all summer, real nigga all summer
Real nigga all summer, blue bags all summer
Blue strips all summer, real nigga all summer

Cut a check, spend a bag
Cut a check (Yeah), spend a bag (Yeah)
Burn rubber (Woah), burn rubber (Woah)
Burn rubber (Woah), burn rubber (Woah)
Sell shirts all summer (Yeah), blue rags all summer (Yeah)
Poolside all summer (Yeah), V12 all summer (Yeah)
Valet all summer (Yeah), top floor all summer (Yeah)
Studio all summer (Yeah), on the road all summer (Yeah)
Count cash all summer (Yeah), sell shirts all summer (Yeah)
Blue rags all summer (Yeah), model hoes all summer (Yeah)
Poolside all summer (Yeah), top floor all summer (Yeah)
Room service all summer (Yeah), tatted up all summer