Shiesty Summer

Ayy ayy
Know i might be next to blow, but I’m still tryna stretch a bow
375 up the score, Choppa gang bitch I’m CEO
Had to Slime em out about that bread, you know he had to go
I just crossed another nigga over with no pick and roll
Get on the ground listen up, Hoe give it up or get hit up
Fuckin on this thot & she a opp but ion give a fuck
If I ever took you on a mission we forever stuck
I’m tryna make one of these rap niggas give they Roleys up
He got out the kitchen when he found out he couldn’t take the heat
Niggas wanna be in competition tell em take a seat
I gotta make sure the trappers, killers, and the robbers eat
Ima get locked for overkill you think bout robbing me (& may he Rest in Peace)
This a shiesty summer yeah
Buck you for your lama yeah
Choppa hit his heart won’t hear it beat ain’t no more drama yeah
This a shiesty summer yeah
Buck you for your lama yeah
Choppa hit his heart won’t hear it beat ain’t no more drama yeah
Off this drank I bet I catch a opp before I catch a cold
You gotta quit putting yo trust in niggas who ain’t never rode
Used to think my nigga was 100 til his colors showed
Really wanna get a bitch but these hoes be too quick to fold
Mr. Pooh that sticky dude bitch I got juice in the drought
Draco trip a nigga on his face tryna chase him some clout
When it’s time to slide you know we quick to break them choppas out
And you gotta get patted down before you reach the Choppa house
And I been on some new shit ye’en gotta check my old work
10 steps ahead I was still in school doing my homework
Quick to set a nigga up that love to put they hoes first
See-through clip up in the AUG I watch the bullets burst
City was just getting a lil too dry I brought the trouble back
Me & Hank gon make sure that he whacked caused we gon double back
Swerving left to right up in the scat until we caught a flat
And you ain’t never slimed nobody out so why you screaming slatt
This a shiesty summer yeah
Buck you for your lama yeah
Choppa hit his heart won’t hear it beat ain’t no more drama yeah
This a shiesty summer yeah
Buck you for your lama yeah
Choppa hit his heart won’t hear it beat ain’t no more drama yeah
You ain’t never slimed nobody out so why you screaming slatt
Me & Hank gon make sure that he whacked caused we gon double back
I gotta make sure the trappers, killers, and the robbers eat
Ima get locked for overkill you think bout robbing me