Saint Frm LA - Hot Girl Summer Lyrics

So beautiful
Insane touch
So beautiful
So beautiful
Your famous
So beautiful
So beautiful
It's dangerous
So beautiful
So beautiful
Cant tame it
So beautiful
We pain lust
What usually is painless
Is painted, across your stasis
Debated a friendly basis
Inlaid with expensive fragrance
And shaded with deep foundation
Equated to peak perfection
Illustrated in your suggestions

DM count up through the roof
Diamond in your tooth
Hard hitter, and bitter but still a Baby Ruth
Could make a scene pop by making that booty move
You know the lil ones matter, real n****s know it too
Sweet with and attitude, competing with your attributes
Is like created players on 2k, but shots will shoot
Dead at you like a target, you just a starving artist
Confused on where you market, but you know what you've accomplished
Pursue your daddy's wallet, issue the newest talk of the town
You've never fallen, instagram's hottest, influencers watching, influenced

She just want a Hot Girl Summer, a hot girl summer
Oh you poppin mami okay you poppin
Oh you poppin mami okay you poppin
Oh you poppin mami okay
She just want a Hot Girl Summer, a hot girl summer
(Lock a n**** down, Lock a n**** down, nah)
Oh you poppin mami okay you poppin
(Lock a b*tch down, Lock a b*tch down, nah)
Oh you poppin mami okay you poppin
(Get to trippen now, get to trippen now, nah)
Oh you poppin mami okay you poppin

Until you watch your life speed by
Weed smoke, liquor poe'd into your cup, green eyes
Jealous shown, cause you can't remember much of these nights
Telephone, ain't nobody picking up, cheap times

Cause they breaking, their schedules
Taking up trips out to Vegas, need babysitters
Cause incidents unprotect, was created, greatly resentful
But liquor sip and forget to be shameless
They just wanna be famous, bitches just wanna be famous
Opposite they end up brainless, with sugar daddy's and salty friends
Who pretend, so they can get in parties with VIP, to meet celebrities
Who'll treat them a thotties, and that is what'll they'll be, cause they think
It's the recipe, to get on bigger screens

(Lock a n**** down, Lock a n**** down, nah)
(Lock a b*tch down, Lock a b*tch down, nah)
(Get to trippen now, get to trippen now, nah)

Hold on Hold on
Turn me up
I don't think they hear me
I don't think they hear me
Turn me up
Turn me up

Okay
I gotta ask
What you gon' do in 20 years with that inflated ass
Standing out amongst your peers until that time will pass
That's the problem using ears to see an hour glass
Cause n****s only gas you up so they can pipe it up
Your girlfriends dont love you they just needed a plug
And everybody looking good with these new remedies
Even a tranny can get em a putanani
No offense, I'm just saying see the sense in the world changing
It's easier to stand out by sitting down, competition overloading
It ain't right to share a crown, they may shut it down
You ever tried played chess without a king
I don't think so, but maybe that's my fault for thinking
Keep, keep it on the d-low, drink more Pinot Grigio

Like capital one, what's in your wallet
Rich n****s so dumb, scared to show knowledge
Our children so young, tryna blow college
Cause their favorite entertainer didn't go to college

So f*ck school f*ck school it aint cool
F*ck school f*ck school, mean while we just wanna have a
Hot Girl Summer, a hot girl summer
Oh you poppin mami okay you poppin
Oh you poppin mami okay you poppin
Oh you poppin mami okay
She just want a Hot Girl Summer, a hot girl summer
(Lock a n**** down, Lock a n**** down, nah)
Oh you poppin mami okay you poppin
(Lock a b*tch down, Lock a b*tch down, nah)
Oh you poppin mami okay you poppin
(Get to trippen now, get to trippen now, nah)
Oh you poppin mami okay you poppin