Dirty Summer

[Intro]
([?])
Ayy, it's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer
You need fifty? That ain't nothin'
Ayy, it's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)

[Chorus]
Clientele (Clientele)
Trap jumpin' (Jumpin', jumpin'), ayy
It's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer (It's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer)
I got bags (I got bags), and yeah, they comin' (You know they comin', ayy)
Shit, it's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer (Ayy, it's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer)
You need fifty? (You need fifty?), well, that ain't nothin' (Well, that ain't nothin', nigga)
It's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer (It's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer) (CEO, motherfucker)
Clientele (Clientele)
Trap jumpin' (Trap jumpin', shit)
Hold up, it's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer (It's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer) (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 1]
It's gon' be dirty, dirty summer, uh (It's gon' be a dirty, dirty)
I'm forever reppin' dirty, dirty money, ayy (I'm forever reppin' dirty, dirty)
I wonder how many can fit up in the Hummer, ayy (In the Hummer?!)
I get that profit, then I split it with my mama, ayy (With my mama?!)
You need fifty shrimp, nigga, that ain't nothin', ayy (That ain't nothin', nigga)
I ran through a cool hunnid last summer, ayy (We get money, nigga)
Shout-out to mister, yeah, my trap house do them numbers (Trap house do them numbers), uh
Run through that sack like Walter Payton, never fumble
Get money, ayy
I keep it real like I 'posed to
Y'all niggas rappin' on pro tools
I just got rich like Gorilla Glue, and keep monkey nuts for them choppas, too
Might hit the trap with my lil' boo
Wanna fuck with me, you gotta hustle, too
I like my hunnids when they all blue
I'ma keep it real with my dirty crew

[Chorus]
Clientele (Clientele)
Trap jumpin' (Jumpin', jumpin'), ayy
It's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer (It's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer)
I got bags (I got bags), and yeah, they comin' (You know they comin', ayy)
Shit, it's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer (Ayy, it's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer)
You need fifty? (You need fifty?), well, that ain't nothin' (Well, that ain't nothin', nigga)
It's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer (It's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer) (CEO, motherfucker)
Clientele (Clientele)
Trap jumpin' (Trap jumpin', shit)
Hold up, it's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer (It's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer) (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2]
I got snake in Kush bags (Brr), OG Cali' bags (Brr)
Nigga don't call my phone (Phone, ooh), 'less you tryna get a bag (Blrrr, hello?)
I got pounds like a hashtag (Pounds)
You know that my Carolina bitch stupid (Bad), ass so fat
I'm the plug in my city, I get love in my city
Everybody know I got it out the mud in my city
Took a 448 and made it dissapear (Gone)
Hunnid bands strong, I'm the trappa of the year (Yuh)
I'm from the [?] where you can't have no fill (Uh-uh)
'Cause if you pussy, them pussy niggas be gettin' killed
In Carolina, we dope slangin' and gang bangin' (Ooh)
Took a trip to Duval to fuck with big rankin', dirty summer, nigga

[Chorus]
Clientele (Clientele)
Trap jumpin' (Jumpin', jumpin'), ayy
It's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer (It's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer)
I got bags (I got bags), and yeah, they comin' (You know they comin', ayy)
Shit, it's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer (Ayy, it's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer)
You need fifty? (You need fifty?), well, that ain't nothin' (Well, that ain't nothin', nigga)
It's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer (It's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer) (CEO, motherfucker)
Clientele (Clientele)
Trap jumpin' (Trap jumpin', shit)
Hold up, it's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer (It's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer)

[Outro]
(It's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer)
(It's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer)
(It's gon' be a dirty, dirty summer)