Cuffin Season

Though we gotta say goodbye for the summer, baby, I promise you this

I'll send you all my love everyday in a letter sealed with a kiss

These hoes keep calling, I ain't picking up

These hoes keep calling, I ain't picking up

Told these hoes I'll be back around June

Told these hoes I'll be back around June

Better yet I'll change my numbers for the whole winter

Damn, it's so cold in the fucking winter

These hoes keep calling, I ain't picking up

Damn, I'm so cold in the fucking winter

You was in La Marina all summer

You was up in toxic all summer

Now it's getting chilly, that's the fall coming

Now a nigga get a call from her

What's up? How you been? How was summer? Hotter then

I'm like some bitch stringing me along like a violin

She was too busy hosting, on Instagram posting

Hashtag no filter AKA ho filter

With the innocent face, but she so guilty (she did it)

Now I'm a take her in like a ho shelter

When there's a few niggas that I know killed her

4 Celtics, Knicks guard, you know Felton

This nigga in Atlanta air tranna, no delta

Been naughty all year trying to end it nicely

Summer hoes turning into winter wifeys

You was in club Liv every Sunday, you was in KoD every Monday

Just like Lil Wayne said: "Liv on Sundays, King of Diamonds Monday"

Oh, you been working out? You think I'm dumb or what?

I know how a winter gut turn into a summer butt

She bartend, he paid for the shots

But why the limearita for the thots?

Hard dick and bazooka, maybe a little hooka

She thinking falip, I'm think chipotle

I heard bitches commit sins for chipotle

Every rapper in a cypher, every player in a huddle

You really wanna fuck, but you say you want to cuddle

You posing like you balling, but you really in a struggle

Your captions be deep, but you shallow as a puddle

Turn down for what?