[Intro]
Summertime Butch'
Summertime Butch', y'all hear what's goin' on
[Verse 1: Rick Hyde & ElCamino]
I hope this rap shit is the answer, 'cause I got so many questions
Changin' channels, smokin' pressure, as I channel my aggression
This OG called me humble, I said "Nah, big bro, I'm thankful"
Some niggas never make it out they city, it's so hateful
Lost my nigga Brick some time around the end of April
My brother need a hundred on the phone, but he can wait though
My patience gettin' thinner than the fabric on a rain coat
I turn you Albert Pujols, now you playin' with the angels
I take lossеs that would devestate, shit don't rеally get to me
You wanna know my mood or how I'm feelin'? Nigga, sit with me
Niggas pillow talkin' with the bitches, always sippin' tea
That bitch gon' be your downfall while you out here thinkin' differently
Off the rip, it was a fifty piece, never would they cripple me
Last year I hit it with the formula and tripled it
I ain't really fuckin' with you niggas, like it's bigotry
The second one was classic, wait until I drop the trilogy (Yo, yo)
It's Ricky, nigga, uh
[Verse 2: ElCamino]
Now I be havin' squares for 'em, I used to sell it to 'em hard
Finally signed a record deal, who knew the devil was a star?
I done finally found a hustle, I ain't gotta sell to one with jaws
I made eighty percent legal, 'cause I still be breakin' laws
If they run up in this bitch, man, they gon' nail me to the cross
If they run up in my crib and go too far, they might get lost
I'ma catch you on the camera, got some brand new shits in store
Gotta look good on camera, we told Cannon in the mall
Nigga, it's BSF, so you better be on your best
I could easily go pop me a Perc' and be on your steps, uh
We all we got, but it's more like we all that's left of the real
These niggas hate through whatever, it's becomin' a skill
While niggas makin' these threats, I hope they makin' they will
Be smart, nigga
Summertime Butch'
Summertime Butch', y'all hear what's goin' on
[Verse 1: Rick Hyde & ElCamino]
I hope this rap shit is the answer, 'cause I got so many questions
Changin' channels, smokin' pressure, as I channel my aggression
This OG called me humble, I said "Nah, big bro, I'm thankful"
Some niggas never make it out they city, it's so hateful
Lost my nigga Brick some time around the end of April
My brother need a hundred on the phone, but he can wait though
My patience gettin' thinner than the fabric on a rain coat
I turn you Albert Pujols, now you playin' with the angels
I take lossеs that would devestate, shit don't rеally get to me
You wanna know my mood or how I'm feelin'? Nigga, sit with me
Niggas pillow talkin' with the bitches, always sippin' tea
That bitch gon' be your downfall while you out here thinkin' differently
Off the rip, it was a fifty piece, never would they cripple me
Last year I hit it with the formula and tripled it
I ain't really fuckin' with you niggas, like it's bigotry
The second one was classic, wait until I drop the trilogy (Yo, yo)
It's Ricky, nigga, uh
[Verse 2: ElCamino]
Now I be havin' squares for 'em, I used to sell it to 'em hard
Finally signed a record deal, who knew the devil was a star?
I done finally found a hustle, I ain't gotta sell to one with jaws
I made eighty percent legal, 'cause I still be breakin' laws
If they run up in this bitch, man, they gon' nail me to the cross
If they run up in my crib and go too far, they might get lost
I'ma catch you on the camera, got some brand new shits in store
Gotta look good on camera, we told Cannon in the mall
Nigga, it's BSF, so you better be on your best
I could easily go pop me a Perc' and be on your steps, uh
We all we got, but it's more like we all that's left of the real
These niggas hate through whatever, it's becomin' a skill
While niggas makin' these threats, I hope they makin' they will
Be smart, nigga
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