[Intro]
Yeah
A1 in this sh** again
Yo turn my sh** up real quick mic on real quick
Summer Six
[Hook]
Oh summer sixteen
n***a's serving them fiends
85's on '84, bring it back that Jordan flow
That four-five, hit 'em wit the four then I plead the five
My bread good like Five Guys
No drive-by's we do walk by's
Hard flow my verse fly that p**y wet
I do or die by pull it out
These n***a's ducking like food fights I move right
Only real n***a left
When I pull up in the [?] got me feeling like a Vet
I'm a dog when I pull up in the C right
Who me? Yeah, and I focus on the cream right
Yeah, let me get up in the middle wit a riddle
Got me feeling little when I pull up in the rental
Ah
I rep the Seven you rep the Six
Two clips, Mac-11 and I'm all about the money like most reverends
Lord forgive me that's for my sins
Yeah yeah him
From newlyweds, give me dough that Wonderbead
Stay connected like spider webs
My flows sick it need Sudafed
(Yeah, Sudafed)
No lie, steal n***a's hoes like Wi-Fi
(Wi-Fi, Wi-Fi, Wi-Fi)
[Hook]
I got that A1 sauce
That A1 sauce
Talkin' Summer Sixteen but I got that A1 sauce
Yeah that dope sixteen but I got that A1 sauce
Yeah that thing fix fiends but I got that A1 sauce
That A1 sauce
That A1 sauce
Talkin' Summer Sixteen but I got that A1 sauce
Yeah that dope sixteen but I got that A1 sauce
Yeah that thing fix fiends but I got that A1 sauce
[Post-Chorus]
Yeah
Uh
My switch it up a little bit
You know what I'm saying
Get back on real quick
On some thick kinda sh**
[Verse 2]
I just know I'm spitting on that Seven Welven Kevin flow
Seven seven seven yeah I'm speaking on that heaven flow
My n***a's they be Looney Tooney copping chicks they call it Showny
f**ing hoes they call me Stacey man this beat is quite amazing
Got me feeling like I'm blazing with this ice up in my neck
Like I'm skating on a check
These n***a's Satan they be weak
Put the pride up in that B.I. let the fire hit his feet
Now he dancing with the stars, look like diamond's in the car
I just know I gotta get it, n***a's they be playin' wit it
I be up in that thing flippin'
I just know them birds get it
I'm just fiendin' for the top
Like the rock up in my wrist
n***a's know I never swish, heavy on the street
Like my n***a Mr. Zeek
And I'm aiming for the peak
n***a's aiming for the street
I'm just weighing I'm just cruising
n***a's always talking like they working when they really snoozing
I'm just cruising down the block, with my watch up in my thing
(Man, f** it man, I just be k**ing sh**, it all make sense man, what I'm doing
Murdering tracks and sh** like, f** it I'm just gonna talk on this sh**
f** it, let it ride out, let it ride out
A1 sh**)