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t3d - summer season lyrics

[verse 1]
shawty i’m chillin’ (chillin’)
don’t get me mad like villain (nah)
don’t care ’bout the tea you’re spillin’
it ain’t really nothin’ i’m missin’
yeah it’s all ’bout the vision
i’m out here tryna get me a million
out of your league, in a higher position
smile on my face like my jeans true religion
(smile on my face like my jeans true religion)
tryna get on my level, you can’t
i’m independent, no industry plant
the [?]
movin’ like [?] (stick to my words)
trust me with the moves i’m makin’
this sh+t gonna be breathtaking
cutе one on the linkup flakin’
cut her off, shе turn wasted (uh huh)
i don’t know, she might call
but i’m just doin’ my ting it’s delightful
gonna call this sh+t my revival (yuh)
comin’ wavy like tidal (wshh)
but it’s called triple a so i got time to play
gettin’ better by the day
keep it that way (mhm)
that’s the energy i’m tryna portray (always)
[hook]
yeah it’s summer season
some type of way that i’m feelin’
get the bars in my head on paper
so i ain’t got no time to be sleepin’
7 am in the mornin’
bump stu’ make tracks yeah i’m rollin’
ain’t tryna rush him
just takin’ my time refuelin’ (always)

yeah it’s summer season (season)
some type of way that i’m feelin’ (yuh)
get the bars in my head on paper
so i ain’t got no time to be sleepin’ (nah)
7 am in the mornin’
bump stu’ make tracks yeah i’m rollin’
ain’t tryna rush him
just takin’ my time refuelin’

[verse 2]
don’t know what to do
no clue what the future holds, i’m makin’ moves
more time to improve
out here with a groove (out here)
don’t care if you dissaproove (like)
cuz it’s summer season
some type of way that i’m feelin’
out here in the sun
havin’ fun, with bare new people i’m meetin’
yak in my glass, yeah i swig it
shoulda taken my time, this drink triple digit
don’t really give a sh+t
give it a sec, be right back with some more in a minute
don’t mind me
don’t ask if i’m gone cuz i might be
yeah it’s summer season
this sh+t lightly
don’t wanna be rude i’mma say it politely
messin’ ’bout with all the bros
so many bad feelings that i’ve let go
lookin’ back a year ago
what was i playin at, lmao
late night, yeah call me a cabby
in a bit goin’ home wit’ a baddie
leng one [?]
yeah she sassy
she comin’ oh so flashy

out here procedin’
no wind breezin’
shoulders be peelin’
he got me swearin’
put that blooper in
suns never out so it’s kinda relievin’
j dub on my tee
corteiz on my shorts
tunes dead, bro give me the aux
and i play this banger
and show you how i talk the talk
[hook]
yeah it’s summer season
some type of way that i’m feelin’
get the bars in my head on paper
so i ain’t got no time to be sleepin’
7 am in the mornin’
bump stu’ make tracks yeah i’m rollin’
ain’t tryna rush him
just takin’ my time refuelin’

yeah it’s summer season
some type of way that i’m feelin’
get the bars in my head on paper
so i ain’t got no time to be sleepin’
7 am in the mornin’
bump stu’ make tracks yeah i’m rollin’
ain’t tryna rush him
just takin’ my time refuelin’

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