Cold Summer (feat. NLS Keo)

Yeah (It's KeoDaLeo)
(Uh)
Still cold in the summer bro
(Uhhh) (Uhhh) (Uh)

Why it's still cold in the summer bro
I made it through the winter had to shovel snow
I remember high speed chases, mind road racing
Got twelve on my back, and it's a charge we gon face it
Safe spot we gotta get there
If she take it we gon get there
Fun size with that good hair
Good strong send us up there
Gucci, Prada for her swimwear
Ima get it pockets don't care
These niggas too weird, my pockets don't care

Got the team on my back so I can't lose
And nolimit like a mac so she gon choose
All my brothers rolling pack it put me on snooze
Got my brother on the track this what we gon do
Grind it out the mud til the bag triple up
These niggas buttercups, never could they sit with us
We coming for the bag, watch the crackers fill it up
We fuck shit up for fun, ain't nobody billing us
We coming to ya spot, lil mama sent the drop
We do this shit with ease we ain't tryna make it hot
I'm good in the kitchen you ain't never seen this pot
My shit solidified can't nobody take this slot
Belly starving tryna take the things in front of me
Fuck these niggas cause my bro the one who fronted me
No point of fronting, I just rather stay one hundred G
No point of running, cause nobody ever touching me

Why it's still cold in the summer bro
I made it through the winter had to shovel snow
I remember high speed chases, mind road racing
Got twelve on my back, and it's a charge we gon face it
Safe spot we gotta get there
If she take it we gon get there
Fun size with that good hair
Good strong send us up there
Gucci, Prada for her swimwear
Ima get it pockets don't care
These niggas too weird, my pockets don't care



Credits
Writer(s): Keoree Terry
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