Lyrics Cold Summer - Fetty Wap, Yung Ralph, 4Ktay

Cold Summer

Hahahaha, yeah
Ay Peez what up man, we gonna fuck this summer up man
Zoo-thousand sixteen shit bro
Yeah, ay
It’s gonna be a cold ass summer
Man I hope these niggas listening
Diamonds on me then I’m gon' be glistening
I get to the M’s that’s why they sick of him
It’s gonna be a cold ass summer
Man I hope these niggas listening
Diamonds on me then I’m gon' be glistening
I get to the M’s that’s why they sick of him
Ay, Juug
Made the juug for 100K, spent it all on some jewels (bling)
Play with who you are snatching with, nigga run into a bunch of wolves (Blaow)
Pinky yeah that’s a 50 (ooh), yeah that’s a fifty (OK)
Choppa hold a whole hundred, turn a gangster to a little sissy (pussy)
That bitch just asked me where Fetty at, over there looking like
talking about they got money dawg, well put it down you ain’t get it yet
White coupe that cocaine, Porsche is offset
did the same thing, he made a whole mil off the propane
Leggo, it’s gonna be a cold ass summer
You still riding in that old ass Hummer
My trap roll doing old ass numbers
My bank can’t fold all these whole ass hundreds, Juug
It’s gonna be a cold ass summer
Man I hope these niggas listening
Diamonds on me then I’m gon' be glistening
I get to the M’s that’s why they sick of him
It’s gonna be a cold ass summer
Man I hope these niggas listening
Diamonds on me then I’m gon' be glistening
I get to the M’s that’s why they sick of him
It’s gonna be a cold ass summer
Yous a broke boy, your trap ain’t doing no numbers
It’s gonna be a cold ass summer
Yous a broke boy, your trap ain’t doing no numbers
I done made it out the jungle with lions, 95 percent of these niggas lyin'
95 percent of these niggas jealous, 95 percent of these niggas tellin'
I ain’t win if that shit ain’t for, I got that work I ain’t even got to scale
it
We smoking try not to inhale it, I’m rocking
Skinny jeans yeah I don’t got to sag, thousand dollars on that little Fendi bag
Flexing on these niggas I know they mad, every day I wake up I pop a tag
Spending cash drink the bad, my life a movie I don’t got to brag
That’s your baby momma she getting smashed,
It’s gonna be a cold ass summer
Man I hope these niggas listening
Diamonds on me then I’m gon' be glistening
I get to the M’s that’s why they sick of him
It’s gonna be a cold ass summer
Man I hope these niggas listening
Diamonds on me then I’m gon' be glistening
I get to the M’s that’s why they sick of him
The M’s that’s why they sick of him, it’s Zoovie can’t getrid of him
I keep on making hits, ay, I keep making millions
These niggas trying to stop me but they can’t
I just bought another Rari check the paint (skrt, skrt)
I just made a deposit and broke the bank (broke the fucking bank)
700 thousand that make it shine (that Beyonce)
Water diamonds on me and they mine (splash, splash)
I paid cash for him he really hit (I did)
Zoovie I’m the man Zoovie with a ring
100 thousand dollars just to take a step
150 thousand just to hear my breath
I get money when I sleep million dollar check (1738)
It’s gonna be a cold ass summer
Man I hope these niggas listening
Diamonds on me then I’m gon' be glistening
I get to the M’s that’s why they sick of him
It’s gonna be a cold ass summer
Man I hope these niggas listening
Diamonds on me then I’m gon' be glistening
I get to the M’s that’s why they sick of him
The millions nigga