Cold summer Lyrics

Be formless, shapeless, like water

Now you put water into a bottle, it becomes the cup

You put water into a bottle, it becomes the bottle

You put it in a teapot, it becomes the teapot

Now water can flow, or it can crash

Louis

Bitch, I'm back on my shit, you know these niggas can't touch me

One false moves around this bitch, you know he clutching

I'm hanging with the homies while you niggas still clubbing

And bitch, I'll drop this, I'll hit your line if you subbing

Drop bands and bust it on your head, it's like it's London

And yeah, that's your bitch, but deep down, bitch, it's fuckin'

I keep two hoes on my side like McLovin

Cause she ain't tryna fuck, tell her side I want her cousin

A few months ago when I was down, I wasn't nothin'

Niggas punk, they can down the line, niggas frontin'

I'm really from the land with them killers, really gunners

I'm living out my life every day, getting funner

Niggas act the hard, but deep down, niggas running

The city getting hot, but niggas cold in the summer

Bitch, I'm back on my shit, you know these niggas can't touch me

One false moves around this bitch, you know he clutching

I'm hanging with the homies while you niggas still flubbing

And bitch, I'll drop this, I'll hit your line if you subbing

Drop bands and bust it on your head, it's like it's London

And yeah, that's your bitch, but deep down, bitches fuckin'

I keep two hoes on my side like McLovin

Cause she ain't tryna fuck, tell her side I want her cousin

A few months ago when I was down, I wasn't nothin'

Niggas punk, they can down the line, niggas frontin'

I'm really from the land with them killers, really gunners

I'm living out my life every day, getting funner

Niggas act the hard, but deep down, niggas running

The city getting hot, but niggas cold in the summer

Niggas act the hard, but deep down, niggas running

The city getting hot, but niggas cold in the summer

Come through, banging on your block just like a drummer

I'm quick to crack a bitch like, what's your name and what's your number

I'm fuckin' up that bag, I'm going crazy all summer

Make conversation, I fuck a bitch and change my number

The mango is tryna get rich and stay humble

Steal a size of nigga up and press a nigga like it's nothing

Where I'm from, you gotta get it, you gotta get it out of nothing

If I slide, I'ma slide, I'ma slide like a bucket

Bitch, I'm back on my shit, you know these niggas can't touch me

One false moves around this bitch, you know he clutching

I'm hanging with the homies while you niggas still clubbing

And bitch, I drop hits, I hit your line if you subbing

Drop bands and bust it on your head just like it's nothing

And yeah, that's your bitch, but deep down, bitch is fucking

I keep two hoes on my side like Mick Levin

And she ain't tryna fuck, tell her side I want her cousin

A few months ago when I was down, I wasn't nothing

Niggas pump faking down the line, niggas frontin'

I'm really fun to land with them killers, really gunners

I'm living out my life every day, getting funner

Niggas act the hard, but deep down, niggas running

The city getting hot, but niggas cold in the summer

Niggas act the hard, but deep down, niggas running

The city getting hot, but niggas cold in the summer