VERSE ONE:
Fuck canned food
Fuck canned food
Nigga named Last and I am the label
I spent a little money on designer jeans
Shit I don't even need to use an iron on these
Cause I'm hot bitch... music go
Bump bump-a-bump
Bump bump-a-bump
And it's not zits
Its hi-fi
I'm on the internet
What's your bandwith
I sanitate... sanitate
put 'em in a bag...
Then the bag I lift
Dumptruck
They in the back of it
Compress and smash the shit
Like paper planes I got a swag like a fag like
yeah I'm like that
I don't sag like them other niggas
Nope, that's that shit that I don't like
Hey tweet me
I got sweet teeth
Connect the dots
Eat rappers... so I eat sweets
I'ma underground legend
And i ain't even have to keep my chest or my stomach out
I ain't even really have to dumb it down
Look look it's enough dumb ones around
One: that's my number now
Any other quote-un-quote
Number one
Is my understudy and don't really know how dumb they sound
Summertime - hot bitch
Lumbertime
Timber
On them other guys
With them other lines
Ayo that sound like summer time

HOOK:
Aye I think they know the time
Its brag and toot my trumpet time
Like when I come around ya spot
It's hot; a nigga summer
I only come around in summer
I come around in summer time
A muh'fucka hot
I come around; Its summer time
I'm talking June, July & August
Not no 'nother 'nother time
I only come around in summer
I come around its summer time
I said I come around its summer
Not no 'nother 'nother time
A muh'fucka hot
Nigga that's summer time; summer time

VERSE TWO:
Fuck ramen noodles
Whole foods
All them dumb fucks put together is the Fourth Stooge
Yeah, I cussed I swore too
Made some songs about whoring too
Ooh, they said I'm boring too
But L is typed in all caps
Three years: that's time lapse
But no whining... Nigga why's that?
I'm built too Ford tough
And I go in nigga: no doors shut
I made songs with more smut
And they holla stop
Nigga, or what?
.44 gon' load: click-clack
Rat-a-tat-tat
Is it serious like that?
Or is the shit fake like titties that's fat
On a bitch that you knew like 'where you get that?'
Rather sit back
Have a seat relax
Relapse on my drugs flow
Relapse on my drugs flow
Sweep that under rug ho...
You don't want them niggas hear that
I will eat yo ass up with my little weird ass
Pride'n'joy of my dear dear Dad
No more tears
Here's a thing -- smear that
Where ya sitting at?
In the rear and back
Summer time
I come around in summer time
Summer nigga summer nigga
That's you niggas bummer time

HOOK

"Summerlude"

So we can total up this twenty grand
That's money spent
Just to be me
Sniff the upper lip
I talks the most fuckin shit
duh duh duh duh duh duhhhh
That's how that fuckin trumpet went
I toots my own - brag a lot
I gots this fanbase that just may boo and moan
now that I've changed it up
I'm LastO -- formerly Offence
the one that they done told you 'bout
Who screaming they the best?
I got this flow that shuts they open mouth
Quiet them
Filthy mouth
Grandma scrubs and soaps it out
In this shit... type of shit I get in and I wont get out
I barely met a few who didn't doubt
I'm hearing all these "where were you?"s
I wonder if you niggas wear these shoes would you win the race
Or just get carried out?
Gasp for air; playing in this game that clearly wears you out
Think they got the throne
Ill prepared for the day the chair gets pulled from under you
That chair is out

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