Summer Lyrics

It's the way I break the trap, it blew her mind out

I see some tragic shit, don't ask me what my grind at

TNT, blow it up She like all the ice I put on make me throw it up

We come out Chanel with them bags, baby, hold them up

And if them bitches in the building, they gon' show me love

Of course, she ride on my dick, she like a horse

Ayy, this shit fun, got me a gun, I hop in a Porsche

Bitch, I came from nothin' and shit, and turned it to something

I got the party jumpin' and shit, it's not even summer

All black with the fit, hoppin' out, I feel like Obama

Said, pop another Perkin, now I'm gone

She said, what's that fuckin' smell? It's cologne

Shit, I'm lyin', now we grown

Ran my digits up, then put my digits in your phone

The type of shit that I be on

Aye, the way I put in work you finna find out

Aye, don't worry about your bitch, cause she mine now

Ayy, the way I put in work you finna find out

And don't worry about your bitch, cause she mine now