[Intro]
June, another cold summer, shooter gang doin' numbers
[Hook]
Cold gunner, another cold summer
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred
A whole hundred, whole hundred
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred
Cold gunner, another cold summer
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred
A whole hundred, whole hundred
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred
[Verse 1]
Another cold summer, Shooter Gang doing numbers
Smoking cherry pot, chewin' raspberry mambas
Gold foil candles, gonna f*** the homie b**** bruh
Real n****, that's the only thing I told the b****
Used to swerve stolen whips
Now we in the only whips
Pink slip, ownership
Lately I've been on my s***
How we 'posed to call you big bruh and you ain't showed the s***
Hit for 20 P's and you ain't throw the little homie s***
Self incrimination for you statement, shouldn't of told 'em s***
Sleepin' in that p***y a** home, tank cold as s***
Food hella cold and s***
Ain't no hangin' on the fence
n***** really die behind this politics you up against
Food hella cold and s***
Ain't no bangin' on the fence
n***** really die behind this gangsta s*** you up against
Polluted oxygen, lookin' for the opposite
Slidin' to the esophagus, knockin' at your occupants
[Hook]
Cold gunner, another cold summer
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred
A whole hundred, whole hundred
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred
Cold gunner, another cold summer
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred
A whole hundred, whole hundred
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred
[Verse 2]
You can't love me, can't yank nothin' from me
Revenue recovered, tryna take some from me
Hit the n**** Skeme like "where you at?"
Them n***** in Oklahoma got pure Act'
On top of that
I got a couple of them drillin' with me
Pray for Killer City, that's the iller city
I f*** with boo bang when I'm in the city
GPS on my ankle in a different city
MCM bookbag, it's all 50 in me
Tear this b**** up if they don't let and my n***** in it
n**** f*** your baby momma, I ain't want the b****
Thought I locked her in but double pump faked on the b****
Hell Gang ain't the gang you should go against
Double check the door, he just making sure it's appropriate
Lately I've been going heavy on these opiates
Nowadays God watchin' n***** you be smokin' with
[Hook]
Cold gunner, another cold summer
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred
A whole hundred, whole hundred
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred
Cold gunner, another cold summer
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred
A whole hundred, whole hundred
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred
June, another cold summer, shooter gang doin' numbers
[Hook]
Cold gunner, another cold summer
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred
A whole hundred, whole hundred
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred
Cold gunner, another cold summer
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred
A whole hundred, whole hundred
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred
[Verse 1]
Another cold summer, Shooter Gang doing numbers
Smoking cherry pot, chewin' raspberry mambas
Gold foil candles, gonna f*** the homie b**** bruh
Real n****, that's the only thing I told the b****
Used to swerve stolen whips
Now we in the only whips
Pink slip, ownership
Lately I've been on my s***
How we 'posed to call you big bruh and you ain't showed the s***
Hit for 20 P's and you ain't throw the little homie s***
Self incrimination for you statement, shouldn't of told 'em s***
Sleepin' in that p***y a** home, tank cold as s***
Food hella cold and s***
Ain't no hangin' on the fence
n***** really die behind this politics you up against
Food hella cold and s***
Ain't no bangin' on the fence
n***** really die behind this gangsta s*** you up against
Polluted oxygen, lookin' for the opposite
Slidin' to the esophagus, knockin' at your occupants
[Hook]
Cold gunner, another cold summer
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred
A whole hundred, whole hundred
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred
Cold gunner, another cold summer
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred
A whole hundred, whole hundred
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred
[Verse 2]
You can't love me, can't yank nothin' from me
Revenue recovered, tryna take some from me
Hit the n**** Skeme like "where you at?"
Them n***** in Oklahoma got pure Act'
On top of that
I got a couple of them drillin' with me
Pray for Killer City, that's the iller city
I f*** with boo bang when I'm in the city
GPS on my ankle in a different city
MCM bookbag, it's all 50 in me
Tear this b**** up if they don't let and my n***** in it
n**** f*** your baby momma, I ain't want the b****
Thought I locked her in but double pump faked on the b****
Hell Gang ain't the gang you should go against
Double check the door, he just making sure it's appropriate
Lately I've been going heavy on these opiates
Nowadays God watchin' n***** you be smokin' with
[Hook]
Cold gunner, another cold summer
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred
A whole hundred, whole hundred
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred
Cold gunner, another cold summer
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred
A whole hundred, whole hundred
Carry the thing lookin' like it hold a whole hundred