Franc Grams

Franc Grams - No Summer Love lyrics

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ft. Jus Cuz

Seasons switching, now niggas is leaving bitches

Now she is tripping soon as she begin to see the difference

A home girl called her, told her that she seen him slipping

Out with these sleezy chickens, windows on the V tinted

He been tricking for months now, but he slick, don’t trip

When seeing chicks now he can’t seem to resist it

The short skirts come out, the inner flirt jump out

On club, summer nights when the homies all bug out

His lady stressing like she maybe could’ve guessed it

Heard a rumor long ago ‘bout how he played all his exes

She met him in the winter, was guessing he’s a winner

All the texting and the dinners but he’s just another nigga now

It’s about May, Memorial Day, when for niggas the bitches change but the story remains

When the cuddling season’s over, the cuddlers part ways

Girls come up on heartbreaks but it’ll be ok

As soon as summer comes

No such thing as make-believe

No more winter love

That just ain’t the place for it

All we got is flow with that

Drink, spill that, no feelings

Ain’t no summer love

It ain’t happening, no attachments

Throw our actions

Ain’t no summer love

Stress about the time, all the dimes you ain’t seen

For the past like six months, find some time to be free

Did you invest in some nigga, he who lied and deceived

Now she’s searching for a chub she hopes to find on the scene

One to ease the pain, you know the shit, ignorant

Instagram pictures with niggas she been out sipping with

Throwing slick jabs, no tags on that shit

For the love of game even fucked a couple niggas, shit

Gathering the girls, tryna show him where she at

Went and bought an outfit that she know will give him that

She hoping that he feels the pain, hopes to get him back

It’s ironic how she push away in hopes to get him back

Shit, throw the swag, just how it go

In the winter was wify shit, now they hoes

And now they chilling with your ex bitches

Guess it’s therapy for upset bitches when you with the next bitches

As soon as summer comes

No such thing as make-believe

No more winter love

That just ain’t the place for it

All we got is flow with that

Drink, spill that, no feelings

Ain’t no summer love

It ain’t happening, no attachments

Throw our actions

Ain’t no summer love

When those long days and sun sets in

Full of all of those long nights of drunk texting

And all of them long fights like all night

The makeup, the breakups, wait, I got one question

She like, “You told me that you loved me

Well, baby, is it real or is it circumstantial?

‘Cause I gave you my heart once, now it hurts to hand you

‘Cause you broke it to pieces and now it hurts to chance you

‘Cause I was hateful here through every single word you ran through

And my friends call me stupid when they seen you

I stayed when I ain’t need to, niggas told me you ain’t in to

I just cry because I love you, stuck around in hopes to see you

Be a better man, shit, I even let my parents meet you

Now you quiet like the silence that help

How ‘bout those promises you made, was it some lies you would tell?

Was this love, really, or am I just a dime in your belt?

All you saying is that you need time to yourself”

As soon as summer comes

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