Analog (feat. Hodgy Beats) - Tyler, The Creator

I can grab the fireworks, the soda, all the cookies we can eat

Make you nauseous but be cautious, this is not Dawson's Creek

We could sneak away, fuck it, you could bring an eighth

I'm not gon' smoke but I'm just asking baby сould you meet me by the lake?

Said bring a towel, well baby meet me by the lake

Bathing suit it's going down, shit just meet me by the lake

We could count the shooting stars, well could you meet me by the lake?

Summer never has to end with me

I'm give it to her, she wants that summer time

I'm give it like no other cause she knows I'm hers

Damn right she's mine, we both know it

So when we separate everything fine, her phone ringin' in her purse

Damn right it's me, I'm her nigga, nigga

Come for mines in summer time, I'mma bust that trigger, nigga

Catch us Venice beachin', she wanna go shopping

Sun down after club cause she like to get it popping

Sangria on my freedmind, cause she likes to get it popping

No ecstasy for her but she wanna get it popping

Drop topping, I measure her pleasure

Then drop in when she get out of place I quantinize

She is my concubine, I am her porcupine

I poke her face her throat for taste, give me head like I'm on her mind

I know her analyzation, so when she try to fake

Summer time in the boat of love, meet me by the lake

I packed a couple sandwiches inside that basket

And brought some extra towels if anyone was asking

We should take a dip in that lake quick and then split

Then do something that's beyond what we both can imagine

Watch the sunset, we can watch the sunset

Watch the sunset (There goes the rainbow)