Cold Summer

Bitch pick your mans up we left him on the floor Left him grieving Chopper cleaned him We done trippled up the score I call this bitch mop stick you sweep the block i mop the floor Bitch im hungry for the beef Shit where the cancer We want smoke Bitch pick your mans up we left him on the floor Left him grieving Chopper cleaned him We done trippled up the score I call this bitch mop stick you sweep the block i mop the floor Bitch im hungry for the beef Shit we want cancer where the smoke Whole lot of guns We got drums that shit out of the chop Hell nah i dont want the K if that bitch come with a stock Im tryna hold you by my hip an just let that bitch pop Swing this bitch round an round like im working the pot I grew up around violence i dont know how to stop I wont let a nigga kill me im not biggie or pac Got the drop on the opps im just patiently watching If i dont come an get you best believe its going to be Jaq Ever since i lost Ralo bitch im ready to crash I catch a nigga out of bounds put this mop on your ass 223's like to travel so you better think fast Crackers come im fast and furious im doing the dash Bitch pick your mans up we left him on the floor Left him grieving Chopper cleaned him We done trippled up the score I call this bitch mop stick you sweep the block i mop the floor Bitch im hungry for the beef Shit where the cancer We want smoke Bitch pick your mans up we left him on the floor Left him grieving Chopper cleaned him We done trippled up the score I call this bitch mop stick you sweep the block i mop the floor Bitch im hungry for the beef Shit we want cancer where the smoke Its lil Jdot Mr make it happen and im smoking dead niggas Steadily dissing on lil dot but im the one that's breaking bread with u Opps was on your ass you aint have a gun bitch you was scared nigga Now your ass a opp i guess i gotta let this led hit him 223's it put him asleep now its just deceased Aint no running bitch on ralo swear im hawking shit on feet If its beef nigga we can meet or I'll be down the street Keep it G bitch we about that drama leave it in the streets Dont tell them hoes keep your mouth closed dont take it to the feds Bitch you dissing but aint with it you gonna catch one to the head You a gangsta and got braces tell me who the fuck you scaring Always wanna call your mama shoot that hoe right in the head Bitch pick your mans up we left him on the floor Left him grieving Chopper cleaned him We done trippled up the score I call this bitch mop stick you sweep the block i mop the floor Bitch im hungry for the beef Shit where the cancer We want smoke Bitch pick your mans up we left him on the floor Left him grieving Chopper cleaned him We done trippled up the score I call this bitch mop stick you sweep the block i mop the floor Bitch im hungry for the beef Shit we want cancer where the smoke You know we smoke dead niggas... Baby Ralo in this bitch You know Jaq in the cut I got a new driver