Vibes from the Summer

Vibes from the summer We was out there catching plays Got the back ends in the morning Yeah that's my type of a day Broskie told me pipe it down But I been stuck up in my ways How I don't know how to chill When I got ice all in my veins Vibes from the summer We was out there catching plays Got the back ends in the morning Yeah that's my type of a day Broskie told me pipe it down But I been stuck up in my ways How I don't know how to chill When I got ice all in my veins I don't f*ck with none of these niggas Like the master of the slaves Got some dirt up on my hands from digging up a couple graves R-I-P like rest in piss That's what you get for acting brave Thinking I was gone forget Now you ain't got no fucking brain Niggas switching up but lately I been switching lanes Even if I got a million Imma prolly be the same Elevating over niggas That's the only fucking change Boy I'm higher than the ceiling You ain't got no fucking range I can rap on any beat But I can't rap bout anything Imma tell you how I'm living I don't gotta fucking sing Whether if its fast or slow I'm still gone talk about my pain Lately I been off the drugs And I don't feel a fucking thing Everything that I go through I'm just gone charge it to the game They ain't feel the pain I felt That's why I take it to the grain Played the hand that I was dealt Ain't nothing else I gotta say F*ck it Take it to the summer We was out there catching plays Vibes from the summer We was out there catching plays Got the back ends in the morning Yeah that's my type of a day Broskie told me pipe it down But I been stuck up in my ways How I don't know how to chill When I got ice all in my veins Vibes from the summer We was out there catching plays Got the back ends in the morning Yeah that's my type of a day Broskie told me pipe it down But I been stuck up in my ways How I don't know how to chill When I got ice all in my veins Every time I have a shoot I tell bronem hold the glizzys I don't want them in my videos Cause them bitches really with me And my niggas fighting cases So the judge might give em 50 But don't think they not around Because we got them hoes in plenty Never trust a bitch Man I can promise they be tricky I see you tryna impress her Got you out here wearing dickies I'll turn myself to poison Before I let a lil bitch lick me These lil bitches not impressive Seem like they all just yelling pick me I ain't never been a crip But I'm just rollin off a 60 Man these niggas fucking rats I'm thinking everybody Mickey Hope my niggas got my back Cause I'm not tryna yell out Rickey Me and gang yeah we like glue Because we always smoking sticky In the raq I'm with my bulls I'm riding round with hella bennies Breaking bread with all my niggas Remember we was pinching pennies I done see a couple racks And I ain't even fucking 20 In the summer grab a jet And fly to Houston like I'm Kenny Vibes from the summer We was out there catching plays Got the back ends in the morning Yeah that's my type of a day Broskie told me pipe it down But I been stuck up in my ways How I don't know how to chill When I got ice all in my veins Vibes from the summer We was out there catching plays Got the back ends in the morning Yeah that's my type of a day Broskie told me pipe it down But I been stuck up in my ways How I don't know how to chill When I got ice all in my veins