Cold Summer

It's a stone cold summer
I'm a real big stunna
Don't no bitch want the drama
Have her callin for her mama
Call up broddie grab the knocka
Kickin bitches like it's soccer
I'm the goat bitch you a llama
Hope I blow up like Osama

Please tell me what I can't do
Beefin with me bitch gotta be mental
Fix a bitch mouth up giving her dental
Tell a nigga pull up lit inna rental
Knock a bitch lights out quick like a candle
Told that boy strap up twice like a sandal
Bring on the heat bitch I'm too hot to handle
He know I'm a vibe mixed with a lil scandal

He call me Mrs. Maneuver
Keep me a shoota
Watch how we do ya'
Talk all that talk where the dough at
Talk all that talk I don't chit chat
Tell a broke boy step back

It's a stone cold summer
I'm a real big Stunna
Don't no bitch want the drama
Have her callin for her mama
Call up broddie grab the knocka
Kickin bitches like it's socca
I'm the goat bitch you a llama
Hope I blow up like Osama

If I make that call on my cell
It's up n it's stuck bitch I'm giving you hell
Swear shit can get hectic watch where you steppin
I ain't playin can't you tell
Bitches be bored they be all in the mix
If I send a shot bitch I swear I won't miss
Should I drop a name? It won't be a diss
Tell bitches take Stunna Bee right off they lips

It's summer time and I'm on my grind
I'm snappin necks and im breaking spines
Yeah I'm poppin shìt but I work for mine
Bitches poppin shìt sending shots online

Get off that phone and get in the field bitch

It's a stone cold summer
I'm a real big Stunna
Don't no bitch want the drama
Have her callin for her mama
Call up broddie grab the knocka
Kickin bitches like it's socca
I'm the goat bitch you a llama
Hope I blow up like Osama



Credits
Writer(s): Jay Bee
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