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YN Jay - Summer Time (Official Audio)

#YNJay #CoochieChronicles #SummerTime Listen to "Coochie Chronicles": https://smarturl.it/CoochieChronicles Follow YN Jay: ►Instagram:   / ynjay_   ►Twitter:   / ynjay__   ►SoundCloud:   / jayein-cantrell   ►TikTok: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMeX7exK1/ ►YouTube:    / @ynjay4891   Lyrics: [Intro] Woahhhhhhhh Woahhhhhhhh Damn [Verse] Ay, All these bad bitches love my music, I be fucking Overcharging Champagne in the club Do your fucking dance Nasty ass bitch out here tricking, she gon’ fuck for days You ain’t got no dogshit on you, where your rubber bands? I make it rain, make it storm in this bitch, I’m the thunderman Used to cook, is that butter man? Bad bitch asking where I’m from I’m from the gutter man You the niggah probably tell on your brother then Always had to beat a niggah ass, that’s my brother friend Bitch I’m left-handed, but I shoot with my other hand In a room full of bad bitches, I’m in motherland Pull up with a old school rife, I’m the hunter man Niggah said he was gonna do what? What the fuck you saying? I get so motherfucking high, how the fuck you land? I get kicked outta hotels, how the fuck you banned? Always want beef with no stick, why the fuck you bland? [Chorus] Summertime, eh Summertime, Damn Summertime, Summertime Damnnn [Verse 2] Ay, how the fuck it’s summertime but it’s cold as fuck Ran off on the plug, man you bold as fuck I just hit somebody granny, she was old as fuck I’m finna hit up on my bitch like c’mon lets fuck Got a surprise for a bitch, I tell her hoe guess what? Bitch trippin’ over shoes ________ little bitch, you better not waste my cup Niggah better not fire up no switch or ima break your gun Got the ball, off-side kick, I had to fake my punt I was up 100 last April, I couldn’t make this up Just because I made it out the hood don’t mean I’m changing up Ay, just because I came from out the hood Just because I came, ahhhhhhhh Just because I came from the hood Just because I made it out the hood don’t mean I’m changing up Count so much motherfucking money, I got paper cuts I slide a blade across your head like a razor cut Let a bad bitch break my heart, I can’t take this up Why the fuck you riding with a pistol if you ain’t gon’ duck I could’ve ran for president but I ain’t no trump Why the fuck you riding around with a pistol like a pimple Boy you ain’t gon’ bust Bitch you might as well leave right now if we ain’t gon’ fuck I can’t fall in love with no bitch, cause it ain’t no trust Ohhh, are, are you talkin’ ‘bout like, like, like you and me? Bitch there ain’t no fucking you and me, like it ain’t no us I just pulled up in a wide body, like this ain’t no truck I’m better off being a goose cause I ain’t no duck Everything I got was a blessing, bro that ain’t no luck I just hit the dog with the dog, you be mating mutts We be back-to-back in sky packs like who’s racing us? I smoke a niggah by myself, get to facing blunts I was catching planes in highschool, had me late for lunch [Chorus] Summertime, eh Summertime, Damn Summertime, Summertime Damnnn