Cold Summer (Feat. Tee Grizzley)

Yeah, this for all the real niggas man, ya know Woo! Yeah (it's gon' be a cold summer) Hahahah, yeah, woo, uhh [Chorus: Jeezy] Gon' drop the top, you can feel the breeze 30 in the Glock, all you gotta do is squeeze It just touched down, all you gotta do is sell 'em And they gon' ask you questions but you better not tell 'em Hey I'm 'bout to fuck it up, I'm bought in like 10 A couple bad tings and they all light-skinned "Hey, how you comin' down?" In a rose gold Hummer Wife beater chinchilla, it gon' be a cold summer [Verse 1: Jeezy] Got it snowin' in the city, I'm 'bout to change the weather So many birdies in this bitch, thought I was seein' feathers So many pussies hatin' on me, I just want the love Hottest niggas in the city, me and Mr. Rugs Them young niggas paper'd up, that's straight from water whippin' Hey, between me and you I think the water trippin' $250 in my pocket, I'm a walking lick Went crazy at the lot, bitch I'm a lunatic My nigga Bleu got secrets he will never tell Free Bale, yeah you know he see me with the scale Indicator like I'm Mike, I'm fucking 'round with Jody One time for Raw Cena, that my fucking woadie One time for Ross, go tell 'em free the goat Tell him in the 305, bitch I'm in on a boat Got a 100 in my pocket, Free T. White Two mill' on wheels and they all white [Chorus: Jeezy & (Tee Grizzley)] Gon' drop the top, you can feel the breeze 30 in the Glock, all you gotta do is squeeze It just touched down, all you gotta do is sell 'em And they gon' ask you questions but you better not tell 'em Hey I'm 'bout to fuck it up, I'm bought in like 10 A couple bad tings and they all light-skinned (Hey bruh, pull up, what you in?) In a rose gold Hummer Wife beater chinchilla, it gon' be a cold summer [Verse 2: Tee Grizzley] Get-get that cookie money, on my Oakland shit 40 on a nigga, I'll blow this bitch When I shoot, I don't miss or I net that bitch Fuck her quick on the first night, I barely met that bitch Too much money on me, bring that firepower Knife on that chopper, they think Michael Myers got 'em The rap fold, I'ma go platinum still Cause I put my deal money in the blow, crack and pills I'm from Detroit baby, that's a wild city Hop on at yo block party and give the crowd 50 Aye Dex, when I hear that "huh", I know I hit it I still fuck with Paid Will, Dada winnin' Peezy and Pay, let's come together, this our city Jeezy in the A, he fuck with Meech, that's our nigga Rest in Peace to Great Lake ruler Darnell Lindsay Still hit the kitchen to whip, Chef Boyar-Grizzley Detroit! [Chorus: Jeezy] Gon' drop the top, you can feel the breeze 30 in the Glock, all you gotta do is squeeze It just touched down, all you gotta do is sell 'em And they gon' ask you questions but you better not tell 'em Hey I'm 'bout to fuck it up, I'm bought in like 10 A couple bad tings and they all light-skinned "Hey, how you comin' down?" In a rose gold Hummer Wife beater chinchilla, it gon' be a cold summer