Joan Clayton (feat. B. Lewie & Steez Jobs) Video (MV)

What's up, JP
Motor City, Detroit
Ah, summertime comin
Bitch, you know we stuntin

Bout to send a bitch to LA
Like she Drummond
Bitch, you know we paid
Cartier white as onions

You can't see the frames
But these shades cost some money
You can't see inside

But your girl drivin' for me
And I'm in her friend DM's
Like, I want you
Tired, I'ma slide

In your bitch for the comfort
Niggas see you shinin
Then start grillin
Like your uncle

Had to cut some niggas
Off my team, like Joe Budden
Bitch, I'm in a sleeve
Ain't no keys, it's a button

Like it's Halloween
Smash your bitch like a pumpkin
Don't you ask, my bitch nothing
I'm so forward, she a dummy

Low key, but I got my hands in it
Like a mupper
Dexter ave, not Sesame Street
With yo Bitch, in Eddie V's

Niggas turned around
In they pics, tryna show the V
Don't know what I spent
On this drip

She gon' notice me
She went out of town
Came back with some upholstery
Means she got her booty done

Titties too, that's two for one
And she brought her friend
Two for one, that's a honey bun
Pull up with some bands

Baby, tryna give the drummer some
Spend a rack, get it back
Big stacks, hit sacks
Know I'm spendin' that

My bitch bad, food trash
She gon' send it back
Try to slide, psych, cop
I'ma beam a chest

Feedin dick to your lil' baby
Like it's semilac
I'm just tryna crack
Hit her once to send her back

She wanna make a movie
Baby, think this Cinemax
See me, yo, she relapsed
Told that bitch to relax

Dressed to the nines
Bitch, she a ten
Left the T-top
Just a skirt and a benz

Ass like Joan
Told girl, bring her friends
You let baby leave
Now she gone with the wind

When the summertime come
Ice, crush, white, buffs
Nigga, when the summertime come
Glock, tucked, white, ones

Bitch, when the summertime come
Loud trucks, piped up
Nigga, when the summertime come
Line up, fly as f*ck