Summer Slumber

Verse 1: Brian Fresco

Aye

Wave hi to the new cat

I’m coming with that weed pact and connoisseur weed wraps

I’m looking for the honey jack, where my niggas at?

Finna ride down lakeshore to spit a couple raps

Aye, a couple ladies by the lakefront

See me and my bros and started to act anxious

You can’t date us, but no that you’re patient she’ll hit the bong and catch some of these save money vapors

They say I’m next to blow up, like a pregnancy

I ain’t trying fizzle G, I’m tryna leave a legacy

I ain’t the only one that shine, my niggas next to me

Swag’s unofficial like stripes on the referee

Threw her up in the ? like wrestling

Won the first round said she love to play the best of three

When y’all together she bored ‘cause shorty texting me

Said she never fucks with the Reggie, that’s the lesson, G

(Hook)

Verse 2: Dally Auston

Yes! Fresco, I see you

10am, what the fuck up, Chicago weather’s warming and it’s warming and I’m tryna get into something early

And I’m stronger,  feel invincible, bars unbendable

Say what the fuck I mean, and I mean what the fuck I dream

And my dream is to kill everything, where the squad hit the Ave

Probably blow that bag nigga

Southside where it’s at, and that Westside that’s my pad

Open the doors, it’s summer time, hit the beach couple dimes

Found them hoes down to ride

Roll that blunt, time to

Hook

Verse 3: Chance The Rapper

(Lemme get that)