Cold Summer lyrics

[Hook]
Winters are warm, summers are cold
b*tch I'm a Don, ain’t sell my soul
I never did, what I’ve been told
You gotta dig, if you wanna know

I’m on my grind, ragin' on show
I take my time, ain’t take it slow
Throwin‘ them dimes, feel like I’m Zo
Don’t be so blind, you got the-

[Verse 1]
Mo' money less problems, chain heavy on my neck
No money that’s problem, game heavy on my back
Scorin' off the contact, b*tch you know it’s Jack
Smoke that loud pack, go ahead imma eat you like a snack

1v1 me b*tch, tell 'em rest in peace to Kobe
Gang can’t be snitched, make yo baby momma owe me
Easy ditched the woahs, with the flows, did it lowkey
I just flipped the switch, now get rich, like Ginobili

Back to back yeah I ran the lap
Yeah I stacked the bag
And that’s it
Track for track I attacked the rap
Now it’s back to that
Come get lit

[Bridge]
Return of the Mack, that’s it
Return to the map, get lit
Return of the Mack, get lit
Return to the map, that’s it

[Verse 2]
That boy ain’t comin on in a stripe shirt
Tell me how much is your ice worth, damn
Tell me how much is your ice worth
Or you could easily tell those f*ckers who of y’all wanna die first

Cruisin' through the streets got me feelin' like Im Pablo
Only thing that’s missin' is a Murcielago
Get that thing designed by the one: Virgil abloh
Paint that sh*t in head, hear a portrait no Picasso

Yes I am the man and I get the triple double
Imma do what I can but I don’t need any trouble
See what I got at hand and then look just how I juggle
Everything is planned when I’m sittin' in my bubble
[Hook]
Winters are warm, summers are cold
b*tch I'm a Don, ain’t sell my soul
I never did, what I’ve been told
You gotta dig, if you wanna know

I’m on my grind, ragin' on show
I take my time, ain’t take it slow
Throwin‘ them dimes, feel like I’m Zo
Don’t be so blind, you got the-