Ten Summers Lyrics
Yeah, yeah
Woah-woah-woah
Yeah-yeah-yeah (RBE X SOB that’s the gang bitch)
Uh
Know the world been waitin’, long time comin’
What I spent on how I’m steppin’, fifteen hunnid
Know you heard niggas talk, but they ain’t on nothin’
It was just me and my brothers when we had nothin’
Niggas wanna see us lose, but we still winnin’
Lost some niggas to these streets and I’m still trippin’
All my niggas real shooters, real headhunters
We done had this shit lit for ’bout ten summers
Uh, yeah, onna—, yeah
We done had this shit lit the last ten summers
All these niggas do is talk, they never did nothin’ (Nothin’)
So why the fuck they keep trollin’ like they did somethin’?
Yeah, I’m skeezy’d up when I’m in public, keep the Glocky on (Keep the Glocky on)
If I make a call to my lil’ babies, that’s a body gone (That’s a body gone)
And I heard them niggas backdoored you, and you still with ’em (You still with ’em?)
Nigga, that’ll never be some shit that I condone (Nigga, never)
Yeah, I’m Prada steppin’, Amiri saggin’, Moncler junkie (Moncler junkie)
If you knew the consequences, wouldn’t dare touch me (You wouldn’t dare)
When I was sittin’ in that cell, you wasn’t there for me (You ain’t even call me)
We put scopes up on our choppers, we ain’t deer huntin’
Nigga, RIP the thugs, I’m throwin’ up the deuce (RIP)
Bitch, I’m gettin’ shifty up in traffic, fuckin’ up the coupe (Skrt skrt)
We put them niggas on the menu, oh, you fuck with them? (Oh, you fuck with him?)
Nigga, if you fuck with them suckas, I can’t fuck with you, nigga
Know the world been waitin’, long time comin’
What I spent on how I’m steppin’, fifteen hunnid
Know you heard niggas talk, but they ain’t on nothin’
It was just me and my brothers when we had nothin’
Niggas wanna see us lose, but we still winnin’
Lost some niggas to these streets and I’m still trippin’
All my niggas real shooters, real headhunters
We done had this shit lit for ’bout ten summers (Ah)
Yeah, Louis frames on my face, I see this shit clear
A lotta bloodshed behind this gang shit, this shit serious
Yeah, pull up in the ‘Cat, make it drift, Fast and the Furious
I’m only cheatin’ on my bitch with bad bitches, period
Had a talk with TO ’bout a lot of shit, we grown now
They been fiendin’ for that gang shit, it’s back on now
Yeah, 2016 that’s when we dropped hits and broke out
Ten years later, back in the ringer, sold out
Twelve hundred for my shoes, a hundred plus for my jewels
Only fuckin’ with them niggas, drop a hundred plus on that dude
Gave him six, pulled off, did a hundred plus in the coupe
A nigga droppin’ anything I throw up, tryna make the news
For gettin’ smacked, nigga
We the ones gettin’ on, ain’t gettin’ back, nigga
Bouncin’ out in somethin’ big body, like I’m Shaq’, nigga
On my SOB X RBE shit, that’s a fact, nigga, yeah, been that nigga
Know the world been waitin’, long time comin’
What I spent on how I’m steppin’, fifteen hunnid
Know you heard niggas talk, but they ain’t on nothin’
It was just me and my brothers when we had nothin’
Niggas wanna see us lose, but we still winnin’
Lost some niggas to these streets and I’m still trippin’
All my niggas real shooters, real headhunters
We done had this shit lit for ’bout ten summers