Cold Summer

Yeah, run it up
Young!
(Let me gimme the two few bars)

All these Lil niggas my sons, Maury Pochivic know it
(Let me show you how I'm coming with this shit nigga)
Yeeaa, Told a bitch, look, I don't want yo' pussy it got COVID on it
(Like dat) Haha
All these Lil niggas my sons, Maury Pochivic know it
Told a bitch I don't want yo' pussy it got COVID on it
Leave a 'O' on a nigga shirt, like 'O-V" on it
Shot the K, so many times, you'll think Kobe on it (Rest in peace)
Why these niggas beefin' over a bitch, bro, we sharin' that
I'm grippin' on this bitch butt... like where it's at?
Lookin' at my phone, on his page... like where he at?
I put some money on his top, like he wearing a hat
Heard he turned his life around, but we don't care bout that
Shoot that boy in his shit, he shouldn't stare like that
I be doin' all type of foul shit, I ain't fair like that
Stay strapped whatever I do, I don't bare back
Let me take you on a ride, this some G-Shit
Tell a nigga just like Bishop, you ain't gon be shit!
I was aiming at his head, but got the Tee hit
This shit so hard, this the original and the remix (Switch it up)
Heard yo' pussy ain't got no grip, bitch I want the pliers
I ain't tryna kick it all day, I just need a half an hour
I walk down for that kill, I feel like Michael Myers
Or I'll flip a nigga shit, like a stunt driver
You ain't with shit, Lil nigga, you blunt rider
Hold up... I meant a blunt roller
Nigga ran up wrong, and you didn't know that we was gun toaters
Shot him and he ran off like Sonic, he a run roller
My gun will shut down the party, it's a fun blower
Who the fuck want smoke? I'ma bud grower
I could get you whatchu whatever you want, I'ma drug owner
Opps got wiped off the map, they some long goners
That's a gun in my pants, that's not a long boner
When I'm done, they gon turn em to organ donors
Shit, this Choppa get to rocking and Rollin, feel like Tommy Lee
Shot a nigga, hang em upside down, watch his body leak
Niggas spending all that money and still looking poor
Fuck a bag of chips, boy I'm tryna buy the store
Beat the pussy up and down, and leave her walking sore
Hold up
Using two hands when I pull out, I ain't talking drawers
Niggas talking shit last week, let me see if they talkin' more?
Niggas talk alot of talk, but they ain't talkin' war
Nah
But let me say this 'bout talkin' before I dash out
Bitch tried to talk my ear off, I almost passed out
You need the work, hit my phone, I got deals now
Slidin' around town, with some ounces and some pills around
Bullets hit head and all you seen was blood was spilling out
All you smell is burnt tires and gun smoke when we peeling out
Catch a nigga at his house, send him up top, knock the ceiling out
Beat the pussy down, knock the walls and the ceiling out
Like I stepped out the pool, you see alot of drip
Choppin' shit like a movie scene, we gotta lot of clips
Like I stepped out the pool, you see alot of drip
Choppin' shit like a movie scene, we gotta lot of clips

Like I stepped out the pool, you see alot of drip... yeah
A nigga choppin' shit like a movie scene, we gotta lot of clips
Uhh, Westside, boy we on some shit
Psst... a whole lot of shit