K2SG TWENTY - BAD SUMMER (feat. K2SG HENNY)

Bro need help, he got a shooting habit
Fuck around and get the block back jumping like we used to have it
What you got right now, I don't want to hear about when you used to have it
You grew up with satellite television you ain't used to static
He tote Glock 21 but he gone have to prove he savage
Knew he was a rat, in front police he acting too dramatic
Them 223s some little bullets but they do some damage
He ain't even know they knew his car 'til they was shooting at it
Why this little bitch think she got a chance with me
Don't say shit to me 'til I give you the chance to speak
Phone ringing off the hook, they keep harassing me
I'm the only nigga in this city with this strain of weed
When you had a full course you wasn't sharing with me
So why the fuck you sitting at my table and preparing to eat
Told my mama she ain't never gotta worry 'bout me
I'm a still run that check up if I was paraplegic
Middle school was fuckin' bitches in the bathroom
Went to college, only black nigga in the classroom
Started getting cool with 'em cause I'm mad cool
Found out they like dabs, so I started selling dabs to 'em
Nigga talk tough to me, I'm a laugh to 'em
Boy I know you look up to me, I'm a dad to you
Bro punching like he got a pair of brass knuckles
Nigga I'm from Flint, where every summer is a bad summer
Every summer be a bad summer
One clip split up his click now every summer is a sad summer
I been selling dope since niggas was out riding Hummers
Might fuck the plug daughter nigga, just to get a bag from her
Or send them youngins in yo trap get yo bag plundered
You try to run off on me nigga and this'll be yo last summer
Yo mans just our store runner, he got a bad jumper
A on every one, nigga them mad numbers
I'm a run this check up, it don't matter the season
If Twenty call I'm pulling up, it don't matter the reason
They ask why I got this mask on, I'm scared of the sneezing
You finally got yo feet wet, now come swim in the deep end
We can fuck this hoe together, I ain't with all of that creeping
And you can start off with the neck, I ain't with all of that teasing
He was disloyal behind my back, now the nigga ain't eating
Just spent a hour in the kitchen giving this rex a beating
Play on the plane, it's on it's way to another region
If you ain't talking 'bout no money why the fuck is you speaking
I flip the switch up on this glizz we gone get more than even
He tried to walk in my shoes but can't keep up with a demon
It's Henny

Written by:
Duke Talley, Framar Harris

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