Summerhouse

Summerhouse - Kota the Friend Lyrics

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[Verse 1]

Couple of L's, couple of blunts, couple of wins

Couple of drinks, couple of girls, couple of trips

Couple of bags, I got my foot on the gas

I get the money and dash, you know what's funny to pass

Why is you doublin' back?

Hope on your mind, turn on the vibe and get off the internet

Leave it behind, sayin' goodbye, move it along

Light up the spliff, I wear my heart on my wrist

I push the start on my whip, I got a garden, it's lit

I play my part and I dip

Pour me the Henny and fill it up, pull me I really don't give a fuck

Rich me like an ATM and they still feel like I don't give enough

Summer house sippin' dot, dot, dot

Ace of spade with the [?]

Where I'm from you hear pop, pop, pop

Niggas trippin' so you better duck (You better duck)

Playin' to win, do it for love, shit is a drug

Give me a hit, give me a sip, give me a bump

Give me a fix, I wanna feel everything

Family trip, family pic, get into frame



[Chorus]

Call my phone, how is you (How are you?)

I'm okay (Just okay), nothin' new

What's up with you (I'm okay)

Just okay (Watchu need?)

Sunshine, sunshine, yeah

I could fall in love right here

I could be young right here, I could live it up like hey

Sit up in the sun like, ay, kick it in the cut all day

Listen to the drums all day, bang, bang, bang



[Verse 2]

Never givin' 'cause I am addicted to the better livin'

I'm a father's child with a better vision

When he talkin' business then you bet I listen

And the bed I made is the bed I live in

I could get a house with a better frame and a better kitchen

But the bed I made with my bad decisions gonna remain the same

I just make it sound better than this

I started sellin' my tears

I started tellin' my fears

I think I'm better with beer

Some prolly say that I'm not, I didn't say that I care

Always the butt of the joke, now they just hang on the low

I wouldn't call her a hoe, but she fuck with niggas with dough

And she don't do nothin' at all

Bask in all of that daylight, shawty all in my face like

Bad chick like Baywatch, I be all in her brain like

Momma call me, I'm gone now

All she want is some FaceTime

Baby boy he all grown now, she just want us all home now



[Chorus]

Call my phone, how is you (How are you?)

I'm okay (Just okay), nothin' new

What's up with you (I'm okay)

Just okay (Watchu need?)

Sunshine, sunshine, yeah

I could fall in love right here

I could be young right here, I could live it up like hey

Sit up in the sun like, ay, kick it in the cut all day

Listen to the drums all day, bang, bang, bang