This is a song about "Water wallets girls night summer hot"

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

Hot, hot, hot! strange, old ain't hot.

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

Wall street bankers' wallets get padded, remember freddie mac?

I sell hot peas and butter, don't want to see you suffer

Cuz i be on a hot grind like a skater in summer

At bunker hill hot summer,

Just to let you know, you are

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Smoking weed hazy still crazy but gain a kg in the summer

Summer school? ya, ok.

I swear i'm coming back one day

In one way or another

In the heat of the summer,

Why every time i leave home bitches thirsty?saying she be with a nigga all night

So in "one calm summer night," the man who looked untroubled had done something fright