"Summer Walker" lyrics

(Marc Boomin, this you?)
Won't you take a trip down to Coochie Land?
I'ma spend a few coochie bands
Spend a few bands on that coochie
And I love the Coochie Man

What's up, Summer Walker?
I ain't have no car when it was hot, I was a summer walker
Bad bitch don't want the sixth man, she tryna fuck the starter
Nigga couldn't meet me at the top 'cause I was workin' harder
Ayy, but you still on your way?
Girl, you supposed to been here, is you still on your way?
If you see me at your birthday party, I don't want no cake
Ayy, 'cause all I want is you
It's just me and you, it ain't no backseats, I just want a coupe
Bitch left 'cause I keep lyin', she just want the truth
Pull up on you with the top dropped, I don't want the roof
Pull up on you with the— damn
Pull up on you in a drop-top with the top dropped
I just dropped a hundred-some shots on an opp block
Shot through the door, who's there? He said, "Knock, knock"
Bad bitch coochie wet as fuck, but the top not
Pulled up with a bad bitch, she was top-notch
Bad bitch said, "Hoo-hee," I said, "Ha-ha"
Bad bitch said, "Hoo-hee," I said, "Ha-ha"
I can make the nigga disappear, I said, "Ta-da"
Baby asked who I believe in, I said, "Allah"
I just kicked a bitch out my crib, I play soccer
And I'm skatin' on ice, I play hockey too
Ain't nobody know what I did, but my ahki knew
I just slid down and started shootin', it was sloppy too
In the kitchen cookin' up with Joe, it was sloppy too
Freak bitch give me good head, it was sloppy too
You kick my brother out of school, you can drop me too
If you got a problem with my brother, you can fight me too
I just kicked a nigga in his face with some Nike boots
Hoo, boy, you hype— damn
Boy, you out cold
Everything I did, I grind for, I was not chose
Taco got a knot roll, it was Nacho's

Oh, you talkin' 'bout like, Taco had a lot of money on him, but it was really like, Nacho's?
Like, oh, like when you cook it?
Or like that was your two friends?