Bloody Summer (No Residence) ft. NHB LuhTwin Lyrics

Yea it's gone be a bloody summer but I'm still chasing commas tryna put on for my mama

Yea it's gone be a bloody summer but I'm still chasing commas tryna put on for my mama

That ain't my hoe you seen me with her keep me out yo drama

He caught the pass no interception got hit for a fumble

They hit that boy but got that call he made it out of trauma

Like what's a pass we on yo ass we finna crash again

I got that cash I'm in my bag I love dead presidents

Them bricks ain't do nothing to us we ain't shooting up no residence

Like yea the bitch a dime but I'm still mad cause she got hella friends

I could've worked the stove or hit the block I chose the purple route

Ain't talking bout no za I'm talking lean you pour this in your mouth

Don't ask me bout no hoe I get confused like who you talking bout

No she can't suck no dick she talk a lot she got a motor mouth

But soon as she get out of line or talk to much I kick her out

In love with social media fuck them close friends ain't what I'm about

16 with hella money hella sticks that boy came from the south

And he scammed and rapped and trapped no cap so he the hardest out

My bro been serving fiends he hit the block wit gas bags and ten stuffed in his jeans

Never wanted to sell weed I made my way with lean

Don't give a fuck if I'm serving purple I'm still making this green

Yea it's gone be a bloody summer but I'm still chasing commas tryna put on for my mama

That ain't my hoe you seen me with her keep me out yo drama

He caught the pass no interception got hit for a fumble

They hit that boy but got that call he made it out of trauma

Like what's a pass we on yo ass we finna crash again

I got that cash I'm in my bag I love dead presidents

Them bricks ain't do nothing to us we ain't shooting up no residence

Like yea the bitch a dime but I'm still mad cause she got hella friends

Shawty tried to play me with a baby can't come back again

Feeling like that Nigga yea okay I just relapsed again

The opps come round this way lil boy you know that we gone box em in

Hold up wait I gotta get to the play I told lil bruh if he move then you up with the drac spray that bitch right in his Face

I'm steady running up cake screaming out long live eight you know what it is Okay

What you doing in the field lil bruh tell me what you think

And if I ever go up bitch I'm clearing out all the banks

The biggest slime they will not play they know lil twin he got rank

Slide on they block won't say a word but we gone leave that boy stank

And when it's war I'm going all in just like I'm lil Franklin Saint

And they gone try to X me out but I'm too smart they can't think

Real fly young Nigga I'm feeling like nico

I told lil bruh chill cause you know we gotta lay low

The feds got my brother tryna hit him with Rico

Smoking that dope like Chinese got my eyes low

Yea it's gone be a bloody summer but I'm still chasing commas tryna put on for my mama

That ain't my hoe you seen me with her keep me out yo drama

He caught the pass no interception got hit for a fumble

They hit that boy but got that call he made it out of trauma

Like what's a pass we on yo ass we finna crash again

I got that cash I'm in my bag I love dead presidents

Them bricks ain't do nothing to us we ain't shooting up no residence

Like yea the bitch a dime but I'm still mad cause she got hella friends