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Summertime Madness (feat. Audie)
by HeavyHustle Christian
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How you lil boys gonna count me out
Max bets, I'm all in
The packs in by the truckload
Some octanes, some low lows
We flood up the Boro
Work gone by tomorrow
Send checks through Wells Fargo
Vacuumed sealed the cargo
Talking like he G
A this K made him rephrase
Shooters behind me
Don't take shots from these Bombays
We had them boys runnin,
Their team trained for some relays
Ain't no lackin, boy
We'll catch you on the freeways
AR-Ps, 556s
Glockies with the switches
From the trenches, rags to riches
Fuck these bitches, no love for these snitches
Had to cut off brodie
Heard he moving with the police
We Can't kick it, acting like Gulacsi catching shots, he a goalie
My word, my face is good in my streets
Hit up Lil Mane, Shag, Skeet
Can't pass the K, no Ls on me
Can't keep your bitch, she brag bout me
Kickin deadbolts, we stay low key
Can't do TikTok, I need a Rollie
Setting up shop get taxed a fee
Ain't no plays getting pushed without me
I'm in this bitch
And i'm loaded i'm trippin I don't give a fuck how you feel
I hop on the interstate
Go get the package
Then I make that shit disappear
Uh
Pulling up, Popping out
When we walk up in the spot
Yeah they know what it is
I know when they see me
These people they hating and that's why i keep me a stick
I'm finna go get this 20 pack
And make it flip back to back
One of the hardest youngins in my city doin it
And they know that's a fact
I'm standing on principles and respect
I'm about money and chasing checks
Never been cappin in my raps
So i mean it when i say I'm next
Look
I gotta hustle and hustle to get it
I'm tryna make it to the top
Told brodie we up and we getting straight to it cause we can't never fucking flop
After I ran through about 1000 pounds
I knew this shit could never stop
But i had to realize that it don't last forever that's why I had to drop
I could never change on the fam
I could never change for the fame
I can only get the bag
And really stay the same
See that's where i'm different from most
Fuck faking it the most
I move around with the E Kow in my city
that's why i'm moving like a ghost
uh
Aye Audi, I heard they setting up shop
They really be trying move some packs
Let's fuck up they play
We gonna flip the number we really gon fuck up they trap
Yeah they know what's up with me
Yeah they know what's up with me
Really solid in my city
Can't nobody fuck with me
They can't fuck with us
Nah, they can't fuck with us
When we come around, put 'em down
cause they keep they straps on tuck
You fucking with Christian, You fucking with me
It's Heavy Hustle, you can look at the tee
Really moving, catch me sliding for real
And if it's smoke, flip his ass like a P
How you lil boys gonna count me out
Max bets, I'm all in
The packs in by the truckload
Some octanes, some low lows
We flood up the Boro
Work gone by tomorrow
Send checks through Wells Fargo
Vacuumed sealed the cargo
Talking like he G
A this K made him rephrase
Shooters behind me
Don't take shots from these Bombays
We had them boys runnin,
Their team trained for some relays
Ain't no lackin, boy
We'll catch you on the freeways
AR-Ps, 556s
Glockies with the switches
From the trenches, rags to riches
Fuck these bitches, no love for these snitches
Had to cut off brodie
Heard he moving with the police
We Can't kick it, acting like Gulacsi catching shots, he a goalie
My word, my face is good in my streets
Hit up Lil Mane, Shag, Skeet
Can't pass the K, no Ls on me
Can't keep your bitch, she brag bout me
Kickin deadbolts, we stay low key
Can't do TikTok, I need a Rollie
Setting up shop get taxed a fee
Ain't no plays getting pushed without me
I'm in this bitch
And i'm loaded i'm trippin I don't give a fuck how you feel
I hop on the interstate
Go get the package
Then I make that shit disappear
Uh
Pulling up, Popping out
When we walk up in the spot
Yeah they know what it is
I know when they see me
These people they hating and that's why i keep me a stick
I'm finna go get this 20 pack
And make it flip back to back
One of the hardest youngins in my city doin it
And they know that's a fact
I'm standing on principles and respect
I'm about money and chasing checks
Never been cappin in my raps
So i mean it when i say I'm next
Look
I gotta hustle and hustle to get it
I'm tryna make it to the top
Told brodie we up and we getting straight to it cause we can't never fucking flop
After I ran through about 1000 pounds
I knew this shit could never stop
But i had to realize that it don't last forever that's why I had to drop
I could never change on the fam
I could never change for the fame
I can only get the bag
And really stay the same
See that's where i'm different from most
Fuck faking it the most
I move around with the E Kow in my city
that's why i'm moving like a ghost
uh
Aye Audi, I heard they setting up shop
They really be trying move some packs
Let's fuck up they play
We gonna flip the number we really gon fuck up they trap
Yeah they know what's up with me
Yeah they know what's up with me
Really solid in my city
Can't nobody fuck with me
They can't fuck with us
Nah, they can't fuck with us
When we come around, put 'em down
cause they keep they straps on tuck
You fucking with Christian, You fucking with me
It's Heavy Hustle, you can look at the tee
Really moving, catch me sliding for real
And if it's smoke, flip his ass like a P