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

[Hook:]
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

[Verse 1:]
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? how that end
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 AirTran’d her, no delta
Been naughty all year trying to end it nicely
Summer hoes turning into winter wifeys

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
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
Budwieser limearita for the thots
Hard dick and bazooka, maybe a little hooka
She thinking Philippe, I’m think chipotle
I heard bitches commit sin 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?

[Hook]