DMO - On A Sunday Afternoon (feat. AAStud & Ant) Lyrics

Hey, this is Huggy Boy, and this is going out to all the homies on a Sunday afternoon
Sitting in the park on a Sunday afternoon
Me and J_Slime just bumping the oldie tune
Sipping on a cold bottle
A Mike's Hard
Eric pulled up and he didn't drive my car
All the homies come, let's drink away
Got Henny, got shots, blackout today
This a real vibe, let's play a game
If you lose, man, you gotta drink the 1948
One shot in, my vision getting lazy
Two shots in, I'm really faded
Three shots in, man, I don't need a chaser
Four shots in, I think I'm going crazy
I ain't even tripping, I know the gang got me
I promise I won't throw up on the Nikes
But it's not me that everyone has to worry
J_Slime drunk, he might text Curry
But I'm out here trying to keep my cool, yeah
On a Sunday afternoon
We were chilling in a park
Just waiting for the sun to go down
It was me, J_Slime, and D-Mo, and you know
We run this town
Kicking with the boys all the time
They say, oh shit, it's J f*cking Slime
I just do the shrug for the one f*cking time
Then Eric hands me a shot, I'm so faded
Then Lucas wants to go blaze it
And I'm like, damn, oh shit, I'm faded
Then it's off to the liquor store
It was the funniest car ride I ever been
It was me and the boys just trying to get lit
We get to the crib and I take another sip
I'm like, oh shit, is it f*cking over
I can already feel the f*cking hangover
Was it really worth it? I don't really know
Always something new on a Sunday afternoon
We were chilling in a park
Just waiting for the sun to go down
It was me, J_Slime, and D-Mo, and you know
We run this town
Dow gets a call from the homie Rose I'm like, Nadia, don't get hit by a hose
Standing here, wanting to go home
Told Eric, bring my puffer, cause it was getting cold
Got out of hand, so that's when I rose
Crackhead pushed my bro, so that's when I froze
Andrew with me, that's my big bro
He told me to calm down, but everything I saw
I'm like, hold up, did I do this
Can't remember, cause my damn adrenaline
I grabbed a bottle to hit him with
I got a good whiff he smelled like shhh
Can't curse my mom's watching this She heard the story from all her damn kids
She said that she was gonna sue
I said, no mom, on a Sunday afternoon
When you look outside and you see the lake
All the people outside and you see your favorite cousin
All the parents got a beer all buzzing Got a football, go play a game
Everybody grab your shorts, go hit the lake
And when the day's all done, hit your tan and go to sleep
On a Sunday afternoon
On a Sunday afternoon