Hey...

Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh...

Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh...

Ooh, ooh...

Ooh, ooh...

Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh...

Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh...

I just wanna wake up to the suns and saint laurent

Hundred thousand dollars on the fronts and the blunts

I just wanna wake up on goodbye, only I

Out in the rolls that's rented, windows tinted

We got a big spendin', big spendin'

I'ma get back on my feet, give me a minute

I'ma feel this in my thighs, like evenin' it

Young summer, young summer, give me a minute.

Sun down, wind chimes

Break it down, one line, a line

Can't no see me, no flex, be kind

Dollars never show up on cp time.

I just wanna wake up on cp time

Wake up to that nigga, leave he behind

Get a presidential suite, leave with they women

In the rolls that's rented, windows tinted.

Sun down, wind chimes

Break it down, one line, a line

Can't no see me, no flex, be kind

Dollars never show up on cp time.

What do you have? well count me

No, I didn't say a thing, uh-uh...

I didn't say nothing.