Summer Type Flow (Intro)

I’ma give it to you
I’ma give it
I’ma give it to these niggas how they want it
They don’t never gotta question if I’m on it
Hate a broke nigga askin' if I’m horny
It’s a summer-type, summer-type, summer-type flow
I got that shit that to serenade when you lonely
But, baby, why you tryna be my one and only?
Gotta work, I got bills, I be hungry
Matter fact, I got a flight in the morning
Mm, that’s that work
I don’t wanna lie to you, even if it hurt (Hurt)
I ain’t catchin' feelings, baby, I’ma catch a bird (Bird)
I’ma cut this out 'cause I see some hoes is nervous
I might knock some bitches out, that’s why I don’t hit the club
Smilin' 'til I ain’t, then it was what it was
They be on the 'Gram and I don’t really give a fuck
Showin' what you got is really bootsie to me, bruh
I’m a fly-ass chick with a slick-ass mouth
Raised in The Rich but I trained in The South
Came right back, a new bitch came out
Came right back, Goku came out (Damn)
This don’t even need a motherfuckin' hook (Fuckin' hook)
Summer takin' over, we gon' get 'em shook (We gon' get 'em shook)
Coco told me, «Sis, never ease up»
I might give you somethin' different every season
Yeah