"Summer 2 Tha Winter" lyrics

Ayy, ayy, bitch got a BBL, so she lookin' thinner (Go)
Trappin' out the spot from the summer to the winter (Summer to the winter)
Ayy, ayy, give me what you got, bitch, you ain't no beginner (You ain't no beginner)
Got the robbery temptation, it's easy for a sinner
Love my brothers, never snake them, NYC to Atlanta
All these bitches sleepin' naked, no need for pajamas
And you can always here about my high speeds on the scanners
Nigga, skrrt, uh

Saw the bitch, I ain't want the bitch, nigga, skrrt
Yeah, whip the bowl 'til my whole wrist fuckin' hurt
Uh, you know what I want more than a bitch is a Perc'
Uh, he was talkin' crazy, you know where he went, on a shirt (Bah)
Pussy nigga, snitches and good guys, they die first
Uh, say, lil' Backdoor, bitch, close you fuckin' eyes, say a verse
She had sucked that dick so good, it had surprised me first (Yeah)
Them niggas ain't fuckin' with me, I ain't realized it at first (Ayy, ayy)
Nigga, fuck that history, we had some ties, yeah, it hurt (Hurt)
Nigga, shit been real since seventh grade when they put Kerry in the dirt
Real nigga, just gon' stay a real nigga, that's how it work
I was knockin' on doors for niggas, you know they was not there

Ayy, ayy, bitch got a BBL, so she lookin' thinner (Go)
Trappin' out the spot from the summer to the winter (Summer to the winter)
Ayy, ayy, give me what you got, bitch, you ain't no beginner (You ain't no beginner)
Got the robbery temptation, it's easy for a sinner
Love my brothers, never snake them, NYC to Atlanta
All these bitches sleepin' naked, no need for pajamas
And you can always here about my high speeds on the scanners
Nigga, skrrt, uh

Sixty-five thousand on a Plain Jane Cartier (Uh, uh)
A couple bitches with me, all these bitches tryna share
It don't really like the mix, just like paper, know I tear it
Ayy, he served a undercover, say he got that shit from Bear
Uh, and that nigga like my brother (My brother) and Sett, he like my brother (My brother)
The money all different colors (Colors)
And if you listen to me so much, bitch, why you ain't fuck my brother?
When the memories don't mean so much 'cause the finger prints all bloody ('Cause the finger prints all bloody, ayy, skrrt, ayy, woah)

Ayy, ayy, bitch got a BBL, so she lookin' thinner (Go)
Trappin' out the spot from the summer to the winter (Summer to the winter)
Ayy, ayy, give me what you got, bitch, you ain't no beginner (You ain't no beginner)
Got the robbery temptation, it's easy for a sinner
Ayy, love my brothers, never snake them, NYC to Atlanta
All these bitches sleepin' naked, no need for pajamas
And you can always here about my high speeds on the scanners (Skrrt)
Nigga, skrrt, uh

Ayy, uh, you can always here about my high speeds on the— (Skrrt)
And, nigga, skrrt, uh (From the summer to the winter)
Ayy, got the robbery temptation, here about my high speeds on the scanners (Skrrt)