[Intro]
Hmmmm-mmmm
Hmmmm, hmm, hmm
Hmmmm, hmmmm, hmmm
Hmmmm

[Chorus]
Bitch, it's summertime up in the city
Don't pop pills, you might pop too many
Believe in God, but I keep on sinning
Drank too much, might fuck up my kidney
All I wanna know, is you down right with me?
Got kicked out, had to come and get me
That was back then, I was counting up twenties
Bitch, it's summertime up in the city
Don't pop pills, you might pop too many
Believe in God, but I keep on sinning
Drank too much, might fuck up my kidney
All I wanna know, is you down right with me?
Got kicked out, had to come and get me
That was back then, I was counting up twenties

[Post-Chorus]
That was back then, wasn't rapping
AF1's with the traction
N***as be quick just to tap in
I was riding 'round, Google maps'n
You ain't even know me back then
You ain't even know me now
Bet you like, "Holy cow"
Wet dreaming 'bout Rolling Loud
[Verse 1]
Mama, I lost your trust
Hope I can make it up
But I used to make shit up
Called the cops, had them wake me up
Had a zip in my basement, I ain't even really say shit
But it's back to the basics
Flip packs, stack money, never say shit
Smoke gas, lift off like a spaceship
Bad bitch from the waist up, face lift
Tell my self, "Stay strong, n***a, stay stiff"
Pretty soon they gon' have you on they playlist
Pretty soon you won't even have to say this
I don't wanna go that road
I just wanna do me shows
Throwback, I was living over north
Throwback, I would get it on my own
Throwback, I was living in my zone
Throwback, I was wishing I was grown
With a backpack stinking up the halls, had the runners steady flipping all the O's
Real lightskin, skinny, and I'm tall
No cap, gave me top in a stall
Beat her cat in the back of the mall
After that, I was talking to her mom
And I barely ever talked to her dad
I was busy, I was really getting MAC
And I get it, I will get it back
If I'm honest, I don’t really want it back
I'm from Minnesota, n***a, yeah, the App
Watch out, n***a, might get cracked
Watch out, n***a, watch yo' back
Got my slime, n***a, not no slatt
I was playing baseball with a bat
I never cap so I never wore a cap
In the back, in the back, in the back
[Chorus]
Bitch, it's summertime up in the city
Don't pop pills, you might pop too many
Believe in God, but I keep on sinning
Drank too much, might fuck up my kidney
All I wanna know, is you down right with me?
Got kicked out, had to come and get me
That was back then, I was counting up twenties

[Break]
That was back then
Hmmmm, I would do it again
Yeah, fuck these fake friends
Yeah, and it's fuck these fake friends
Yeah

[Verse 2]
Mama, I'm sorry for all of these problems I'm causing, I know that you constantly watching
I know that these n***as be plotting
Constantly watching my pockets to see what I do with my profit
Bitch, I'm so fly like cockpit
There ain't no way you could stop it
I know my lyrics be popping
I'm fly as Batman, you Robbin
They ask me when am I dropping
[Chorus]
Bitch, it's summertime up in the city
Don't pop pills, you might pop too many
Believe in God, but I keep on sinning
Drank too much, might fuck up my kidney
All I wanna know, is you down right with me?
Got kicked out, had to come and get me
That was back then, I was counting up twenties

[Post-Chorus]
That was back then, wasn't rapping
AF1's with the traction
N***as be quick just to tap in
I was riding 'round, Google maps'n
You ain't even know me back then
You ain't even know me now
Bet you like, "Holy cow"
Wet dreaming 'bout Rolling Loud

[Outro]
Hmmmm, hmmmm
[?]
Hmmmm, wanna pop me a bean
Hmmmm, [?]
Yeah