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Jaden Summer

[Verse 1]
Yeah, summer (And I'm sleaze)
Holistic garden, tripping till I'm sunburnt (Yeah, I'm 'bout that shit)
Got a show in Baha, more and it's a runner (Bought the mushrooms with me)
Yeah, it's raining, baby, this about to thunder
Had a drink but need another, cause it's summer (Wait, what?)

[Chorus]
Yeah, it's summer, I got hitters in the suburbs (I got hitters)
You so pretty, nice to meet you, what's your number? (Nice to meet you)
I'll pop a pill, and then we f..ck into a slumber (Poppin' pillys)
And now my handprint on your ass because you sunburnt

[Verse 2]
I got magic up my sleeve, like I'm Dumbledore
Little goodie, two shoes, let's get in trouble more
And we in a bungalow, the hotel got another floor (Another floor)
Puttin' towels on the doors 'cause it's summer (Yeah)
Kyle told me "Jaden, get back on your Philly ting" (Shouts out Philly)
If you ain't poppin' in the streets, then you ain't doin' shit
Rainbow diamonds in my teeth, so now I'm fluent with it (Rainbow drip)
And the swim trunks underneath because it's summer

[Chorus]
Yeah, it's summer, I got hitters in the suburbs (In the suburbs)
You so pretty, nice to meet you, what's your number? (Yeah, let me get it)
I'll pop a pill, and then we f..ck into a slumber (Niggas trippin')
And now my handprint on your ass because you sunburnt
[Verse 3]
Super soak, cannonball, hittin' roads
Always packin' different clothes
Super soak, got you dancin' in your room makin' videos
There you are, sound alert
Even when the city's close
Think I'm 'bout to fall in love with you because it's summer
Day trippin', plane switchin'
When we pull up it be way different
Lemonade tinted lens, we ain't playin' with 'em
When I look up at the sky, I only see the vision
At your mom's house on the grass, because it's summer

[Chorus]
Yeah, it's summer, I got hitters in the suburbs (I got hitters)
You so pretty, nice to meet you, what's your number? (Yeah, let me get it)
I'll pop a pill, and then we f..ck into a slumber (Niggas trippin')
And now my handprint on your ass because you sunburnt
Yeah, it's summer, I got hitters in the suburbs (I got hitters)
You so pretty, nice to meet you, what's your number? (Yeah, let me get it)
I'll pop a pill, and then we f..ck into a slumber (Niggas trippin')
And now my handprint on your ass because you sunburnt


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