Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cold Summers, artist - Earl Sweatshirt. Date of issue: 29.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Cold Summers |
| I’m as stiff as rock man. |
| Come along the— |
| We roam tundras |
| The boy been gone a few summers too long from road runnin' |
| Trunk full of old hunnids |
| Of course my old lover was scorned, we grow from it |
| Don’t tell me they don’t hunt us for sport, I chose substances |
| No cuddles, the bases is all covered |
| Niggas come in the door and smoke somethin' |
| Choke up on the slugger from home run-ins |
| Nigga it’s on, chest thump, his head thump on the floor |
| We pressed up on the boy, no more bluffin' |
| Cold summers, don’t tussle with strangers |
| Some of those keep one in the chamber |
| Three spliffs had my wing tips clipped, I was stuck in a hangar, nigga |
| Muffle my pain and muzzle my brain up |
| Really, I’m just makin' sure my promise is kept |
| Chuck a deuce if you know it’s the end |
| Kept the truth in my palm and my chest |
| See it through, keep a noose hangin' off of my neck |
| We got the juice, niggas corny as shit |
| We on the loose, niggas know what it is |
| We makin' moves, niggas corny as shit |
| We got the juice, niggas know what it is |
| Yeah |
| It is night and like the others I clean my weapons |
| It is all so familiar |