[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**h bruh
Real n***a, that's the only thing I told the b**h
Used to swerve stolen whips
Now we in the only whips
Pink slip, ownership
Lately I've been on my sh**
How we 'posed to call you big bruh and you ain't showed the sh**
Hit for 20 P's and you ain't throw the little homie sh**
Self incrimination for you statement, shouldn't of told 'em sh**
Sleepin' in that pissy a** home, tank cold as sh**
Food hella cold and sh**
Ain't no hangin' on the fence
n***as really die behind this politics you up against
Food hella cold and sh**
Ain't no bangin' on the fence
n***as really die behind this gangsta sh** 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***a Skeme like "where you at?"
Them n***as in Oklahoma got pure Act'
On top of that
I got a couple of them drillin' with me
Pray for k**er 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**h up if they don't let and my n***as in it
n***a f** your baby momma, I ain't want the b**h
Thought I locked her in but double pump faked on the b**h
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***as 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