Season
(Hey Fritz)
(Verse)
Bitch I woke up
It’s another day
Keep that glizzy, like everyday a holiday
And the opps getting 30, no fadeaway
Yea these bitches getting fake then the broad day
And they know not to pull in this park way
Hit a opp in the chest at his heart rate
How you know hoe one more time, get heartbreak
And motherfuckers be lying
For no reason I changed my gen
Like the season
You ain’t giving top bitch ain’t shit pleasing
Aye, lil bro would crash, for no reason
I stay with my ski, no matter the season
I swear n***as gnat spray, just like z
Bitch I feel like Lil De, I’m 4 peeving
Why did you cut em off if you know you need them
Bitch I got something, hit they ass up in the winter
Dead opps get mixed, n***a in the blender
Aye, I miss match that foreign shit, but I ain’t trying be drippy
If that shit ain’t about that bag bitch, I ain’t tryna kick it
What you know about them bags bitch
Pick it up and flip it
Remember unc right up in that kitchen
Now he fighting a sentence
Windows tinted, tryna see who in it
You n***as be broke, never touched Lenox
Bitch I’m in saks tryna drop a 50
Know LilDre gon stay on his pivot
You know young n***a he all about digits
Get money gang n***a better get with it
N***as be broke than a fuck
And these n***as be bitches
N***as be soft
N***as be tissue
N***as know I mad if this shit was really a issue
Opps try to text my phone
He get no reply
I’ma get up with you
Birds chirping, I’m getting up with em
Like a ref, I be blowing my whistle
I might just fuck this lil hoe and her sister
I might just pass that lil bitch to my n***a
She for the bro
Aye, don’t get exposed
Cause I swear n***as hoe
Cause I swear n***as broke
This shit ain’t no joke
Better add up some cake
Or your ass be pope
Aye, this n***a works for the po
Opp bitch and she just gave me the low
Try me the block and beat that shit some more
I only smoke exotic bitch I need some more
I might trap on high swag, ain’t low
Tryna take me he tappin' ya mouth
Aye, this shit hit his neck, hit his throat
Aye, none of my shit be wrote
Aye, they tryna write this shit down in the notes
Bitch I put the fye in the coat
I told them to tell me some shit I don’t know
Even at red lights bitch I’m on go
He mad cause n***a put dick in his hoe
Can't be mad, cause I told you that bitch from the bro
He was locked up telling them facts, ain't worried bout the code
Type shit will make a young n***a unload
(Outro)
Like a envelope, knew you was gon' fold
It's a red dot n***a, on yo' nose
I been crossed all the time, but that shit old
You can't cross n***a twice, yeah that shit bold
I was sliding for you, and you fold
Ay these n***as just don't be my kinfolk
Ay I ain't ever been out the window
She mind talkin' bout down to get hit tho'
(Verse)
Bitch I woke up
It’s another day
Keep that glizzy, like everyday a holiday
And the opps getting 30, no fadeaway
Yea these bitches getting fake then the broad day
And they know not to pull in this park way
Hit a opp in the chest at his heart rate
How you know hoe one more time, get heartbreak
And motherfuckers be lying
For no reason I changed my gen
Like the season
You ain’t giving top bitch ain’t shit pleasing
Aye, lil bro would crash, for no reason
I stay with my ski, no matter the season
I swear n***as gnat spray, just like z
Bitch I feel like Lil De, I’m 4 peeving
Why did you cut em off if you know you need them
Bitch I got something, hit they ass up in the winter
Dead opps get mixed, n***a in the blender
Aye, I miss match that foreign shit, but I ain’t trying be drippy
If that shit ain’t about that bag bitch, I ain’t tryna kick it
What you know about them bags bitch
Pick it up and flip it
Remember unc right up in that kitchen
Now he fighting a sentence
Windows tinted, tryna see who in it
You n***as be broke, never touched Lenox
Bitch I’m in saks tryna drop a 50
Know LilDre gon stay on his pivot
You know young n***a he all about digits
Get money gang n***a better get with it
N***as be broke than a fuck
And these n***as be bitches
N***as be soft
N***as be tissue
N***as know I mad if this shit was really a issue
Opps try to text my phone
He get no reply
I’ma get up with you
Birds chirping, I’m getting up with em
Like a ref, I be blowing my whistle
I might just fuck this lil hoe and her sister
I might just pass that lil bitch to my n***a
She for the bro
Aye, don’t get exposed
Cause I swear n***as hoe
Cause I swear n***as broke
This shit ain’t no joke
Better add up some cake
Or your ass be pope
Aye, this n***a works for the po
Opp bitch and she just gave me the low
Try me the block and beat that shit some more
I only smoke exotic bitch I need some more
I might trap on high swag, ain’t low
Tryna take me he tappin' ya mouth
Aye, this shit hit his neck, hit his throat
Aye, none of my shit be wrote
Aye, they tryna write this shit down in the notes
Bitch I put the fye in the coat
I told them to tell me some shit I don’t know
Even at red lights bitch I’m on go
He mad cause n***a put dick in his hoe
Can't be mad, cause I told you that bitch from the bro
He was locked up telling them facts, ain't worried bout the code
Type shit will make a young n***a unload
(Outro)
Like a envelope, knew you was gon' fold
It's a red dot n***a, on yo' nose
I been crossed all the time, but that shit old
You can't cross n***a twice, yeah that shit bold
I was sliding for you, and you fold
Ay these n***as just don't be my kinfolk
Ay I ain't ever been out the window
She mind talkin' bout down to get hit tho'