Nice Summer lyrics

[Intro]
It's Thirty, come on (Nozebleed)
What up, Nozebleed?
Huh, — 'cause I'm on that, alright
(Gary! Garrry!)

[Verse]
Hmm, I made the engineer wake up 'cause this my type of beat
Hmm, I can't f*ck with good girls 'cause I be likin' freaks
Hmm, I don't how to keep 'em clean, so I keep buyin' sheets
Hmm, if you wanna rap with me and Mike, we need a dime a piece
We need a dub a piece
You gotta pay me thirty racks to enter clubs at least
You get in clubs for free
Hmm, I let the hood have my heart, that's why I hug the streets
Hmm, I use rap to pay the bills, I sell drugs to eat
Hmm, right now my daughter make a million off of iTunes
I tеll all my hoes the truth, I'm not gon' lie to 'еm
Dog ain't never blew his blick, he just a hype dude
Hmm, got off my ass and got to work, I made the right move
Hmm, I just hit my white girl, I did the Ike move
I finna put the weed down, I like how Ice move
Hmm, I got some drank right now, you caught me in a nice mood
I'll never have a b*tch, I think her pus*y have a price to it
I think she'll sell it for the right number
Hmm, I just worked my ass all winter long, let's have a nice summer
Hmm, baby look thick in the thighs, she got a lite bumper
Hmm, I might wake up in the mornin' and try to side f*ck her
Hmm, brodie pulled up with a eight, I got a five from 'em
Hmm, a n*gga ran up on me reachin', heard he died from it
Huh, don't cut that n*gga music on, I hear a lie comin'
Hmm, I just counted up a quarter, had a time thumbin'
Hmm, I still wear white tees
I get a monthly check off music but I like fiends, they pay high fees
Hmm, we had a daddy-daughter day, she had high fever
Hmm, I don't know how I got famous, I barely like people
Hmm, I'm glad I got my CPL, now I can ride legal
Hmm, and it don't be one on me, I got like five heaters
Hmm, n*gga dead today and told, they tried to five year 'em
Hmm, I got GIA in my ears, so how can I hear 'em?
Hmm, I don't hear broke sh*t
Bein' cute is not enough, I don't hit broke sh*t
How I'm suppose to write for you? I never wrote sh*t
Why every time you feel a way you go and post sh*t?
Quit doin' ho-sh*t
Hmm, how you mad at me? My neck look like an ocean
All summer '22, I hit plays in a Focus
Hmm, if I don't feel like we can f*ck, you can't get no kiss
b*tch, I'm protected from my piece, I ain't that open
[Outro]
Come on, n*gga
Real Money Counter, MINE sh*t, b*tch
It's Thirty