Last Summer
 作词 : Jeremy Biddle/Nathan Rhoads
 作曲 : Jeremy Biddle/Nathan Rhoads
 [Intro]
 Moon
 Big
 Hey

 [Chorus]
 I don't jump in (Jump)
 My lil' shooter ready
 He tryna stand on some (Sheesh)
 You niggas scary
 He tryna blast somethin'? (Grrr)
 Shit you tried to do me
 We did that last summer (We did that last summer)
 Three shots up in this car
 He left the gas runnin' (Woo)
 Big .30, clip on me
 Come be a crash dummy (Yes sir)
 I been shinin' now these bitches
 Wanna fck with the kid (Fck with the kid)
 My momma think that I'm an angel
 Must don't know what I did
 'Cause I be schemin', schemin'
 Schemin', schemin', schemin', schemin'
 Pull up in that
 Demon (Yeah, yeah), demon (Yeah, yeah)
 Demon (Yeah, yеah), demon (Yeah, yeah)

 [Verse 1]
 Hop in that dеmon say, skrr, skrr
 Police behind me say, woo-woo
 She told me call her big purr (Purr)
 Big Cuban links say burr
 I'm in expensive fur
 That tongue gon' make me swerve
 That dick gon' make her curl (Oh, oh, oh)
 I say, "Hola, suck on my huevos" (Huevos)
 I say I don't speak Spanish but hey hoe (Hey hoe)
 Come and be my Saweetie, I'm not Quavo (Hahaha)
 But I can show you how to pimp these hoes, come take notes

 [Verse 2]
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 I'm chargin' a fee (Chargin' a fee), 50K for a feature (Sheesh)
 Got a dolla in me (Me)
 She beggin' me please (Please)
 Patek Philippe ('lippe)
 Turned her to a freak (Yeah)
 I had to go into beast mode
 Niggas thinkin' I can't rap
 Put this bitch to your think cap
 I set him up he got killed off a date app
 In a Bent', we can race, yeah
 We in a bando, ain't got a Paypal?
 But I got a .40 Cal
 Get off the block 'cause you in the way pal
 Nigga you ain't sellin' nothin' (Seillin' nothin')
 I'm with some young niggas
 And you better know they ain't tellin' nothin'
 Run around the town, I got a lot of money
 (Bet these bitch ass niggas know that)

 [Chorus]
 I don't jump in (Jump)
 My lil' shooter ready
 He tryna stand on some (He tryna stand on somethin')
 You niggas scary
 He tryna blast somethin'? (He finna blast somethin')
 Shit you tried to do me
 We did that last summer (We did that last summer, doo-doo-doo)
 Three shots up in this car
 He left the gas runnin' (He left the gas runnin')
 Big .30, clip on me
 Come be a crash dummy (Doo-doo, doo-doo)
 I been shinin' now these bitches
 Wanna fck with the kid (Wanna fck)
 My momma think that I'm an angel
 Must don't know what I did
 'Cause I be (Trappin', schemin')
 Schemin', schemin', schemin', schemin'
 Demon, demon, demon, yeah, demon