Cooler, wish I never knew ya We were in the backseat of your momma PT Cruiser, yeah Hallelujah, wish I never knew ya (never) We were in the backseat of your momma PT-PT-PT Summertime's the vibe to wear On the transit line, to where? You cannot deny to wear I sense a vibe to wear Rambo, taste so goody, no Campbell, uh Pull up with a hoodie and sandals, uh Shorty playin' a picture, no Van Gogh, uh Heard you were the one, no lie, mm You need your boy (need your boy), that's my queen (that's my) You bring me joy Niggas goin' crazy in the group chat, uh (group chat) Shawty threw one, so I shoot back (shoot back) Now niggas askin': Where the loot back? (Loot back) Feel like Coltrane with the new sack (new sack) You should chill in your momma PT (PT) But y'all niggas moved out to DC, uh (DC) Shorty went to Howard, getting Geechee Chillin' in the county, no PG, uh But we kept it real low-key 'Cause your friends is real nosy Bubble goose and we cozy Talkin' bout in like '03 Beef and broccoli, no cold feet Bump a Jill, and we go deep I was sweet 'cause she chose me Used to live up on Mosley Goin' down memory lane All I really did was remember the pain Shawty switched up, and I still got restraints She really did change, she really did change, bro And you walk the way, but taught that gang Yeah, yeah (taught that), yeah, yeah, oh Cooler, wish I never knew ya We were in the backseat of your momma PT Cruiser, yeah Hallelujah, wish I never knew ya (never) We were in the backseat of your momma PT-PT-PT Summertime's the vibe to wear On the transit line, to where? You cannot deny to wear I sense a vibe to wear Watch me when you ain't know me, but you still show me love Throw me out to the goonies, feel like Goonies Can't never say that, never fucked I just chill and rock to your beat Let them other bitches chase the meat I don't know the taste of defeat Ride my wave, ride my wave I can't say you my favorite among my hoes, that's why I stay Even when you try separate, I'm not gonna shoot the fake New bitch wanna see me, we can box She just wanna be me, that's a fact Drive me home, I think of you a lot I just want my old nigga back These not the same for us Livin' so dangerous Life was an angel dust Every time we made love Let me get that bomb thing back Let me get that true love back Let me get that, mm-mm, I need your love Cooler, wish I never knew ya We were in the backseat of your momma PT Cruiser, yeah Hallelujah, wish I never knew ya (never) We were in the backseat of your momma PT-PT-PT Summertime's the vibe to wear On the transit line, to where? You cannot deny to wear I sense a vibe to wear