Summer ft. Creætor & WsR Lyrics

Let's fly away to another place, another day

She said baby I'm on my way

Gimme time is space, you're up all day

That's just how it feels

That's just how it feels, for real

That's just how it feels

That's just how it feels, for real

I'm not speaking the words but the words are not speaking

I look in your eyes and you're fighting some demons

Don't wanna be you cause it's more than a period

Don't think you might know that you need some digging

Shout out for my girl online

Shout out for the ones offline

Shout out for the ones offline

They gettin the bag, they gettin the bag, they get in the bag yeah

They do it for cash, they shaking their ass u

Performing for money cash ay, for so many cash

We on a holiday

We put it on a summer waste

On our way for the summer days, no more rainy days

I know

And I know, and I love, can't wait to fuck you out of my shiii

Can't wait to hold you right in my get under skin

Oh yeah

For the summer, for the number, for the summer

For the summer, for the number, for the summer

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah

I sit around all day thinking of you

Hell yeah girl, what it do

No more stressing, yeah we keep it cool

Her sex even feels like a summer cruise

Yeah

Yeah