Bloody Summer

Lyrics
[Intro] ([?]) Yeah ([?] made this hoe, nigga) Five, yeah, yeah [Verse] My bro in the backseat, riding We got the drac, we ain't never hiding On the East, man, you niggas not outside Spin the block and the niggas run they ass Richer than y'all niggas, they ain't movin nun Pull up with a draco and step on sumn I remember when I got my first gun Post up, BP, no fun (Blatt) (Blatt) (Blatt) We jus' finna pop out with hammers! Stick turn that boy to a dancer! I can't run from that smoke, on my [?], these niggas got cancer! And these niggas steaming and I don't got no answer! Street smarts, young nigga, y'all niggas dumb! Free my boy Kay, man now he counting them crumbs! Run the ones with an opp, turn them into a [?]! On the еast with them blicks, nigga I'm with my gundoms! Nigga just talk all that shit, call bane, they slidе out the humble him! If 12 pull up, I'ma flush all the za, tell they ass I'ma plumb 'em! Not gon' play with the opp, boy your ass gon get popped, it gon' be bloody summer! On blood! (Stop playin' me bruh! Stop playin' with me, bruh!) (That nigga ass know what going on) They say lil Uno get to trippin' Hit the Hemi, nigga get to trippin' AR got the trap flippin' Lil fye, get the Drac' rippin' All of them blood and a couple of them crippin' Lil nigga, tell me what you missin' Got a hundred shots for nigga dissin'
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Credits
- Writers
- wildkarduno
- Zamora (Producer)
- Jay Bands