Roll something, roll something, summer nights
Let me know something, summer nights
Yeah, yeah, yeah

So we’re cruising, you win
The same shit in my music
My uncle is my influence
And the real niggas I move with
From the east side but you knew this
Always on my cool shit
I dissed a bitch, you spoon with it
You was always on that cool shit
I’m living large, you medium
Yeah my car need premium
Your broad keep in my bbm, 
I don’t answer back she sent 3 dm
Bitch stay off my timeline
Live your life don’t mind mine
I get paid on Thursday, I pay my bills on my time
Gas price is sky high, my baby mama got move swings
Everything will be cool beans
If you just kept your shoes cleans
Old friends don’t fuck with me 
Yes you could say that’s my fault
Can’t comprehend, my drop
You satisfied with that sour
I side step, you’re bullshit
Be smart homie, watch your feet nigga
How the hell are you doing you
When you spend your day still watching me
Paper view, money made, 
Nothing change me, money made
I made this here for the underpaid 
It’s something to rock on the summer days

I made this to bang up in your speakers nigga
We ain’t staying up in line for no snickers nigga
Where we spending all day ducking the ripping nigga
Girl havin’ this baby won’t make you kick that nigga
Only the summer nights, only the summer nights
Only the summer nights, only the summer nights

Man that summer time got sun shine
Hold the house for that sunrise
Ain’t doing shit but got dumb high
I kept one eye on that one time
40’s niggas is hating, but 40...
Your daddy said he’s gonna pick you up
So you sat on the porch just waiting
But he ain’t show, he ain’t know
That when he did, you ain’t go
Cause your mama said that he ain’t shit
And everything that she said was gold
So I hit the road, with no help
No h was on my belt, no louies on my feet
Shit I got you kiss the feet
So before I blow the stack
I put half up in the back
You niggas is riding beemers, can’t afford to have a take
Everybody said we can’t
We just showed them that we could
See I was the one here bluffing
So let’s get this understood
But I’m back bitch with no dat piff
I’m just tryina get my label on
Your bitch stay up in sax 5th
But you can’t keep your cable on
So I’m pulling up, like James Bond
With the top down, ace on
Your girl is on, how acl
She’s going crazy, she’s dave chappeling

I made this to bang up in your speakers nigga
We ain’t staying up in line for no snickers nigga
Where we spending all day ducking the ripping nigga
Girl havin’ this baby won’t make you kick that nigga
Only the summer nights, only the summer nights
Only the summer nights, only the summer nights

I can’t sit and complain
When I’m just doing my thing
I can’t sit and complain
When I’m just doing my thing.