Mm
Mm, mm
Nigga, it's just me and Fxce right now, nigga
West Memphis to Flint, nigga
you know how we brackin', nigga
Uh, uh, Foxes Only, nigga
Uh, uh, you dig?
BD

It's the summer, we back on that timin' (Hundred degrees)
I can make a hit without rhymin' (Huh, it's easy)
ARP flashlight blind 'em (Frrt)
Ho phone number was on my binder
Trackhawk keep on whinin' (Vroom)
This bad bitch keep on whinin'
My son can't stop from whinin'
Money counter can't stop whinin' (Frrt)

Huh, huh, Hellcat can't stop cryin' (Cryin')
Chrome Heart, can't stop buyin' (I can't)
Old drank, can't go buy this (You can't)
She wanna give her love to me
but I just couldn't stop lyin' (My bad)
I don't pay for features, no buyin'
Two thick bitches, they look like tigers
Fxce, I wanna be just like you (What else? Yop)
I wanna drive in strikers (What else?)
Tеll them my smile, finna ice it (Icе)
I met BD at the cypher
but still'll step 'bout him like we for lifers (Know that)
I like thick and petite shit
she my type, she brown or lightskin

It's the summer, we back on that timin' (Hundred degrees)
I can make a hit without rhymin' (Huh, it's easy)
ARP flashlight blind 'em (Frrt)
Ho phone number was on my binder
Trackhawk keep on whinin' (Vroom)
This bad bitch keep on whinin'
My son can't stop from whinin'
Money counter can't stop whinin' (Frrt)

Uh-huh, I trap around the world with the shooters
Never sober, stay suited and booted
My life changed and I been turnin' down moolah
The less smoke, we have more opportunities
BD known for harboring a fugitive
I only fear the prosecutor
Fuck my old ho, my new shit cuter

Hoodie still on in the summer (Summer)
Don't press bro buttons, he got button (Box)
Had to skate on a nigga like Rylo (What else?)
I done slimed his ass out like Thugger (Brr)
Glock 9 shoot like butter (Bah)
Bitch so fine, can't trust her (Yeah)
Got too high and I ain't fuck, she lucky (Damn)
Two-tone ARP with the racks stuffed in the duffy

It's the summer, we back on that timin' (Hundred degrees)
I can make a hit without rhymin' (Huh, it's easy)
ARP flashlight blind 'em (Frrt)
Ho phone number was on my binder
Trackhawk keep on whinin' (Vroom)
This bad bitch keep on whinin'
My son can't stop from whinin'
Money counter can't stop whinin' (Frrt)

Yeah
Me and BD in this bitch, nigga
It's summertime still, nigga
don't get hit with that hot shit
You know?
You know?
Brr
Brratt, brratt, brratt