Lyrics Wheat Timbs - Summertime Bad

Take this dro, in and out slow
Leave your wheat timbs on the floor
Why don't you take this dro
See into your soul
And leave your wheat timbs on the

I never had no role models
So I got my name from Cole
You walk with me talking shit
Just know I got the gold
that shit crazy, you know that I'm bold
And I'm Summertime Bad
It's not no wintertime cold

Take this dro, in and out slow
Leave your wheat timbs on the floor
Why don't you take this dro
See into your soul
And leave your wheat timbs on the

Let me talk my shit
You was rolling in a Chevy while I'm out here getting rich
And life's not a guessing game, always knew I would be lit
So when friends see me in a Benz always knew that they switch
But I'm not even mad though, because I'm gonna
Take this dro, deep into my soul
And I will leave my wheat timbs on the floor
This shit is a movie, my name is in the credits
So you hoes keep watching but you not been stopping
Can't fuck with these blessings

Take this dro, in and out slow
Leave your wheat timbs on the floor
Why don't you take this dro
See into your soul
And leave your wheat timbs on the

I never had no help, did it all by myself
And not all advice is free, if these records don't sell
So I will keep grinding, race horse with my blinders
You bitches be dreaming and these hoes be scheming
Go get a new hobby

Take this dro, in and out slow
Leave your wheat timbs on the floor
Why don't you take this dro
See into your soul
And leave your wheat timbs on the