[Intro: Tracksmith]

Run it just like Track

Run it just like Track

Run it just like Track

You said there was gonna be hookah Jarvis



[Chorus: Tracksmith]

I'm hot as the sun in the summer time yeah yeah

I run up a hundred, a hundred times yeah yeah

Young nigga coming to get me mine yeah yeah

Hop in the coupe and the summers mine yeah yeah



[Verse 1: Tracksmith]

Baby girl

You rock my world

Diamond, Pearl

You drive me crazy

Pull up, skrrt

We out of here

Wassup lil mama tell me how you doing baby

Shining bright like those diamonds in that jewelry



And now I'm in LA

We gone have a party

What they got to say

Cause a nigga saucy

Hollywood got no time for the actors

Or the bad bitches that's being reckless

Only down for my chain and my necklace

She only fuck if you take her to breakfast



Where is my breakfast

You got my chain and my necklace

You even logged in my Netflix

You need to check on your checklist

Cause a young nigga winning

They gonna talk when you winning

Cause a young nigga winning

They gonna talk when you winning



[Chorus: Tracksmith]

I'm hot as the sun in the summer time yeah yeah

I'm running one hundred, one hundred times yeah yeah

Young nigga coming to get me mine yeah yeah

Hop in the coupe and the summers mine yeah yeah



[Verse 2: President Davo]

Damn damn damn

I just wanna go down in history yeah

I go through a lot, can't show no sympathy yeah

We had pistols wrapped under the Christmas tree yeah

I sent can't shot, can't do shit with me yeah yeah



Bitch I'm the man

Bitch I'm a fan of getting the money

Jumped in the game

We jumped in the game

But we wasn't playing bout getting no money

Fuck is you saying

Fuck is you saying

Just know when we see him that nigga a goner

He got a eight in the cutter

He never be taking cover

He straight from the gutter



Them niggas know they can't fuck with us

All of them bitches in love with us

I had to run it up run it up run it up

Them niggas talking we shut them up

I'm hot as the sun in the summer time

I run up a hundred, a hundred time

Drop the top off the coupe now the summers mine

Got a lil baddie with me she summer fine yeah yeah



And I met that bitch over the summer time

She somebody bitch but she ain't one of mine

And she used to kick it with the other side

Til she told a nigga that she wanna ride

And then one day yeah

She brought her friend with her yeah

She let her friend lick her yeah

She let her friend trick her yeah yeah



[Chorus: Tracksmith]

I'm hot as the sun in the summer time yeah yeah

I'm running one hundred, one hundred times yeah yeah

Young nigga coming to get me mine yeah yeah

Hop in the coupe and the summers mine yeah yeah