Penacho Beats - Summer Hoe lyrics

[Verse 1] Ten years old, knew I wanted to be famous And I ain't ever wanna work a day shift I need bands in my pocket, I'm just worried 'bout that profit You ain't talkin' bout that money, you ain't talkin' b**hes seen my video, they callin' me the plug now I gave her the run down, she gave me a rub down Yeah, new b**hes always wanna scout for the boy On the roof, they snow bunnies and they shout for the boy New n***as hate, they got it out for the boy Drop a dime 'fore they even duke it out with the boy My little n***as throw a flag up like a referee They love gettin' riled up, but I don't have the energy And I know for me they catch a felony So don't cross the line unless you want a penalty Old friends actin' like they there for me But you was never there for a n***a Now you see him grindin' and you care for a n***a But I got my own gang now and share with other n***as These b**hes, they do it on the 'gram for a n***a But is you really ridin'? Would you scam for a n***a? Stick around, try and hit a hundred grand with a n***a If they talk down on me would you stand for a n***a? I f** her good and now she wanna keep a sweater I never give her what she want, and she can keep it all together I'll ruffle up her feathers if she actin' like a bird Then I kick her to the curb, swear I do it all the time 'Cause these b**hes never learn Swear these b**hes never learn Yeah [Hook] I'm so woozy Doing hundred [?] I know you scared to lose me 'Cause I be on road, and I might find another hoe And you was just a summer hoe [Verse 2] She want me be her husband 'cause she see that I'm buzzin' But my team around the city so she might have f**ed my cousin These b**hes I can't trust some That's why I never cuff her I swear I'll only love my mother You can only be my summer solstice You f** with me 'cause these other n***as bogus Everybody tryna blowyou see the weed the closest I'mma cut you off though, if money ain't your focus You gotta know this You know I'll hold you down for my city, Mississauga so gritty You ain't know it, it's a pity I've been plotting with n***as and smoking Phillies All I'm tryna do is turn a couple grand into a couple milli Don't go against my gang, that's a risk Your whole team will catch a bullet like I'm out here throwing picks Got pride in my gang, throw my set up out the window We share bimbos, I would do it all for my [?] And if it's beef then I know they got my back And that's where I got the tat All these p**y n***as know is how to chat You was tryna be my mans 'cause you see that I got plans I wasn't with it Now you talkin', so I know that you a rat I ain't worried 'bout a chick 'cause I'm worried 'bout a check I ain't need a girl now 'cause I ain't livin' blessed But I got a couple birdies I can call when I get stressed I just hit her with the text and the [?] does the rest Never talk about the s** she want the s** more Learned that from my idol, he says spend less and go get more I'mma flex, tell me what I need some pecs for I'mma call the shooter, he don't miss so we don't get boards [Hook] I'm so woozy Doing hundred [?] I know you scared to lose me 'Cause I be on road, and I might find another hoe And you was just a summer hoe [Outro] Penacho