Cold Summer Jeezy (Ft. Tee Grizzley)

[Intro: Jeezy & Tee Grizzley]
Yeah
This for all the real niggas, man, you know
Woo, yeah (It's gon' be a cold summer)
Haha, yeah, woo, uh

[Chorus: Jeezy]
Go and drop the top, you can feel the breeze
Thirty in the Glock, all you gotta do is squeeze
They just touched down, all you gotta do is sell 'em
And they gon' ask you questions, but you better not tell 'em
Hey, I'm 'bout to fuck it up, I'm bought in like ten
A couple bad tings and they all light-skinned
"Hey, how you comin' down?" In a rose gold Hummer
Wife beater chinchilla, it gon' be a cold summer

[Verse 1: Jeezy]
Got it snowin' in the city, I'm 'bout to change the weather
So many birdies in this bitch, thought I was seein' feathers
So many pussies hatin' on me, I just want the love
Hottest niggas in the city, me and Mr. Rugs
Them young niggas paper'd up, that's straight from water whippin'
Hey, between me and you, I think the water trippin'
Two-fifty in my pocket, I'm a walking lick
Went crazy at the lot, bitch, I'm a lunatic
My nigga Bleu got secrets he will never tell
Free Bale, yeah, you know he see me with the scale
Indicator like I'm Mike, I'm fucking 'round with Jody
One time for Raw Cena, that my fucking whodie
One time for Ross, go tell 'em free the G.O.A.T
Catch me in the 305, bitch, I'm on a boat
Got a hundred in my pocket, Free T. White
Two mill' on wheels and they all white