Gone Till Next Summer

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I can't chew or jugg it off you (Too hard, yeah)
Drop the top, baby, feel uplift that (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mister popular, why your phone keep ringin' off? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
My ting so fire, I swear she need chillin' off (What? She need chillin' off)
Last night, though, I got written off
I know they watch face, see the watch face tickin' off (Ayy, ayy)
Might after go take my girl Mykonos (Yeah, wanna take a couple trips)
Big temper, don't piss her off, yeah (No, don't do that)
Understand, understand

[Chorus]
I'll be gone 'til next summer (Just wait for me)
Young boy out the gutter (I got that)
Only God can judge me (Who?)
Tell 'em, "Fuck you, your honor" (Say fuck them)
Young boy on the come-up (Right)
My ting look like Madonna (She a bad ting)
I can't wait 'til the summer
I can't wait 'til the summer (Can't wait, boy)

[Verse 2]
Oh me, oh me, oh my (My)
Don't you ever owe me mine (No)
Ching chang wallet, mulah, mulah (Ching)
Girl, come get me with my dulah, dulah
Told Pandora I got a box to move
Knick knack patty whack, man got shots to do
Tell that girl that I got way more than a whole summer I can offer you
But I'm livin' this life, sick of this ride
Been in it twice, sip it with ice
Ting on my side, thick as a fire
Give me your slice, isn't this nice?
Uh, would you stick with a nigga doin' things that he shouldn't?
I don't trust a girl if she ain't tried my mom's cooking
Wait, my girl, you're looking at the main course
Better know that I got somethin' for your pudding

[Chorus]
I'll be gone 'til next summer (Just wait for me)
Young boy out the gutter (I got that)
Only God can judge me (Who?)
Tell 'em, "Fuck you, your honor" (Say fuck them)
Young boy on the come-up (Right)
My ting look like Madonna (She a bad ting)
I can't wait 'til the summer
I can't wait 'til the summer (Can't wait, boy)
I'll be gone 'til next summer
Young boy out the gutter
Only God can judge me
Tell 'em, "Fuck you, your honor"
Young boy on the come-up
My ting look like Madonna
I can't wait 'til the summer
I can't wait 'til the summer

[Interlude]
Ain't no angels in my city now
We're all sinners, we're all sinners
Where's the angels in my city now?
We're just sinners, we're just sinnin' now
Try and paint your pictures of me
Ain't no red left, ain't no red left
Try and paint your pictures of me
Ain't no black left, ain't no black left