Summer Lyrics

I can't trip I got hella time

So that bullshit I'm gone step around it

And I'll catch y'all boys in another climate

Said I'll catch y'all boys in the summertime

Bitch I'm steppin out

When the weather right

I'm gettin cheddar now

Got a nigga stressed out

And my heart cold

From the harshness of the untold

Going OT with a blunt rolled

On a chase down tryna hunt for

Myself

Myself

Myself

Myself

It's tragic to see how half of these people unfold

But there we have it

I guess I gotta keep playing my role

(Myself)

But still I'm packing

I know these niggas be downing me lows

I got a faction

I'm not the army I'm tryna be rogue

These niggas lacking equipment

I'm cooking up À la mode

I'm fully stacked and

I'm looking to hit them back with the most

But don't attack til you see em panickin

Tryna reload

I'm making tactics

I'm ready to get some blood the floor

Law of attraction

Attracted to see my legacy whole

We bout that action

You run up testing and you can behold

We get it cracking like coconuts

Send him back with 3 holes

We lay him flat it's a chain reaction

It's best that you know

Is you down?

Is you down?

You going down

(I cannot compete no more

None of these niggas not worth my time)

Cause I can't fumble a bag

Because of shit that ain't matter

I'm out of town

(Please don't hit my phone no more

And stay the fuck out my sights)

Tryna enjoy my vacation baby

You gotta do better

I wear the crown

(Y'all boys act so strange

Cause I never seen none of y'all niggas outside)

I swear I'm royalty baby in every city and girl

I done been around

(And y'all hoes act so foul

Tryna get a young nigga in a goddamn fight)

From California to Philadelphia

Say my name properly when announced

(Aye Ja Ron)

Sun unrising

Over the horizon

Open up you mind baby

Why you tryna fight this feeling

Cause I like it

4 cylinder 5 seater w the nitrous

Get another Rollie on my wrist and Ima ice it

Told you I'm the nicest

Ima get it right

When the weather change climates

But for right now baby I can't fall behind I just

I can't seem to find self alignment

But I can't trip I got hella time

And I'll catch y'all boys in another climate

I'll catch y'all boys in the summertime

Bitch I'm steppin out when the weather right

I'm gettin cheddar now

Got a nigga stressed out

And my heart cold

From the harshness of the untold

Going OT with a blunt rolled

On a chase down tryna hunt for

Myself

Myself

Myself

Myself