Lyrics This Summer – DDG
I might move out to London or somethin’
I might change my whole number or somethin’
Gotta watch how I’m comin’ this summer
I might double or nothin’ this summer
Gettin’ rich with my brother this summer
When I smoke, I get dumber and dumber
Where I come from, I know she a runner
Why these n**gas be f**kin’ with me
I’m like Uzi, I just wanna rock
I might go to Miami or somethin’
Just to kick it and get on a yacht
I might call up a whole bunch of b**ches
Have ’em waitin’ on me at the dock
Do not call me ’cause I’m on a mission
B**ch, I’m waitin’ to be at the top
They don’t actually listen to music
They just waitin’ to see if it flop
They just focus on nothin’ but numbers
And they can’t even see it’s a bop
I’m comparing my numbers to Drake
So I can’t even see it’s a lot
And I wanna be king of the rap
Just like Michael the king of the Pop
I’m in Beverly smokin’ a blunt
Tryna get high as a b**ch
With the gang and they totin’ a gun
And they rip that b**ch line and s**t
Why they watchin’ that b**ch shake her ass
Go ahead, get behind the b**ch
Lamborghini, it’s too f**kin’ fast
She ain’t been in this kinda whip
I done flew her to Cabo too much
When I hit it, it got in her gut
Pull it out and she gobble it up
F**ked around and I bought her a butt
Told my mama that I’ma be turnt
Get her outta the hood and it worked
I got all of this s**t out the dirt
Now I skrrt off the lot in a Vert
I be humble, I know I’m the GOAT
I got rich and I put on my folks
I was bettin’ on God and hope
I’m not human, I know I’m a alien
Or whatever that thing was on Nope
And I still can’t believe that I made it here
N**gas thought that this s**t was a joke
N**gas thought that this s**t was a game
So much s**t that I don’t entertain
They be tryin’, that s**t really lame
This that s**t that just come with the fame
Lotta people don’t treat me the same
They act different whenever we hang
Tryna figure out what they can gain
I might move out to London or somethin’
I might change my whole number or somethin’
Gotta watch how I’m comin’ this summer
I might double or nothin’ this summer
Gettin’ rich with my brother this summer
When I smoke, I get dumber and dumber
Where I come from, I know she a runner
Why these n**gas be f**kin’ with me
I’m like Uzi, I just wanna rock
I might go to Miami or somethin’
Just to kick it and get on a yacht
I might call up a whole bunch of b**ches
Have ’em waitin’ on me at the dock
Do not call me ’cause I’m on a mission
B**ch, I’m waitin’ to be at the top…
➤ Written by DDG
Produced by Stuzzy & Level
DDG | 2023
