Knucks
Summer Is Blue
[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
Yeah, your guy ain't like me, what a bummer
Flex in blue, my girl up in red, my bad, man I think she a gunner
Louis the purse, jacket Chanel, I know man she think I'm a stunner (Ice)
I know man I dress like no other (Splash)
And she be my number one lover (Yeah)
I flex overseas, I'm over the scene
But yet she like me undercover
My talent is still undiscovered
Text with my agеnt tellin' me patient
I need mе some stuff for my lover
So what if they think that I'm rude (What?)
I know that summer is blue (Yeah)
Ignorance bliss start
I swear that I'm feelin' you too
I swear that she's feelin' me too (She's feelin' me, swear)
Wait
And she wanna talk over food
I cover the bill
I tell her I'm leavin' in two
I'm busy, I'm movin' the loot
Got too much to lose
No, I can't talk to your friends
I ain't got nothin' to prove
So what can I do?
You wanna follow the trends
I wanna follow the clues
[Verse 2]
Yeah, you cannot follow the route
You know the motto is true
Them versus us, that was the one
I got a squad for the troops
And I got a thot, she send me the drop
Before she send me the n***s
She don't want you, you she want deuce
Hmm, yeah
Countin' up thousands
Up in the mountains, drink from the fountain of youth
I might just pull up with sorrow tomorrow
To make sure the summer is blue
I got the winner on glue
I might just win and then win again, I might put the summer on loop
But we ain't got nothin' to prove, hmm
I need a 4x4, I ain't f**kin' with coupes
I might hit her once it's a fluke
'Cause I ain't got nothin' to do
Yeah, n***as too tall for the roof
She stilettos, I feel like Chipetto
The way I'm controllin' these yutes

[Verse 3]
Brodie if only you knew
Went from a F'd up kid with a messed up trim and a hole in his shoe
To makin' a whole lotta moves
She want me to show and to prove
You know I'm a star in this big blue sky
Why should I be only for you?
No wonder she over the moon
Two double O in the room
As long as she's criss, I'm calm with it
Got a brow skin ting in Harvey niccs
Got a pouch but I'm spendin' half on it
Give a f**k 'bout the sh*t they barberin'
So sharp I can give mans barber trim
No words my guy, no arguments
You can take the debates to parliament
How we say what you say so marvellous
Uh-huh?
How can you rate those yutes
Spinnin' the same old tunes
It's feelin' like déjà Vu
I weren't gonna stay, but you buggin' me too, yeah
Guess it won't be too much trouble to spend all my summer with you, uh
As long as it's blue