Anderson Paak - 6 Summers lyrics

[Intro] Wait a minute! [Break] Trump's got a love child and I hope that b**h is buckwild I hope she sip Mosca-, I hope she kiss senoritas and black gals I hope her momma’s El Salv, I hope her poppa stick around, yeah [Verse] Take chains off, take rangs off Bracelets and things, big aches and pains My jack rang off with clickbait Truth is too raw, it's a fish plate Fay-Lay, the kunte A hunnid and fifty of us on the big stage? How long it took a n***a just to get paid? And now I think I'm ’bout to buy a Bentley, pronto I'm in LA with the shaker and bongo I heard your tape, do or die, it was compo- Trimmin' the bream with the blade and lawnmow' Figure it out, n***a b**h, don't spill my sake You gon'make me kick you out this 'partment You gon' have to kick it in the lobby Damn, but don’t somebody stop me, I’m sloppy [Break] Trump's got a love child and I hope that b**h is buckwild I hope she sip Mosca-, I hope she kiss senoritas and black gals I hope her momma’s El Salv, I hope her poppa stick around, yes, Lord [Interlude] The revolution will not be televised but it will be streamed live in 1080p on your peabrain head in the face a** mobile device, alright! [Break] This sh** gon' bang at least six summers from out that rock you been under Mummy wrapped, duffel bag, gutter bunny It's hard to stomach cold murder It's easier to get a nine millimeter He was nineteen with a burner, they had to off ’em Reform, reform shoulda came sooner [Chorus] Wait a minute! This sh** gon' bang for at least six summers (Summers, summers, summers, summers, summers, summers, summers) Word! This sh** gon' bang for at least six summers But ain't sh** gon' change for at least three summers They tryna k** a n***a faith, we need a little truth, brother Pop-pop-pop goes the shooter Reform, reform shoulda came sooner [Verse 2] Come on This sh** gon' bang at least six summers Pop the top, that b**h hot than a motha We need more peace and less lone gunners Put down your heat and smoke marijuana Pop the lock off your muzzle n***as is dyin' like lost files in the shuffle We know you lyin', my n***a, naw, we don't trust you We know you buy to sell it back to the public 'Cause there's money to made in a k**in' spree That's why he tryna start a war on the Twitter feed Somebody take this n***a's phone, is you kiddin' me? Take them AKs up outta these Inner City streets [Chorus] This sh** gon' bang for at least six summers But ain't sh** gon' change for at least three summers They tryna k** a n***a faith, we need a little truth, brother Pop-pop-pop goes the shooter Reform, reform shoulda came sooner [Break] And so I smoke, drink, just to cope with the pain Get the Coltrain and the Kobain And so I smoke, drink, just to cope with the pain Get the Coltrain and the Kobain [Verse 3] Dear Mr. President, it's evident that you don't give a damn Shi-Tell me somethin' that I don't know All this f**in' evidence and if it ever make it to the stand, shi-you know they gon' let 'em go, bro You was overseas stealin' n***as' land and oil Billy copped the Desert Eag and it's legal to tote it Lil' n***a bullied out his Pumas but why he have to shoot the whole school up? [Break] And so I smoke, drink, just to cope with the pain Get the Coltrain and the Kobain And so I smoke, drink, just to cope with the pain Get the Coltrain and the Kobain [Chorus] This sh** gon' bang at least six summers Word! (Summers, summers, summers, summers, summers, summers, summers) This sh** gon' bang for at least six summers But ain't sh** gon' change for at least three summers They tryna k** a n***a faith, we need a little truth, brother Pop-pop-pop goes the shooter Reform, reform shoulda came sooner