[Jeezy:]

Yeah, this for all the real niggas man, ya know

Woo! Yeah (it’s gon’ be a cold summer)

Hahahah, yeah, woo, uhh

Gon’ drop the top, you can feel the breeze

30 in the Glock, all you gotta do is squeeze

It 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 10

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

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’

$250 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 woadie

One time for Ross, go tell ’em free the goat

Tell him in the 305, bitch I’m in on a boat

Got a 100 in my pocket, Free T. White

Two mill’ on wheels and they all white

[Jeezy (Tee Grizzley):]

Gon’ drop the top, you can feel the breeze

30 in the Glock, all you gotta do is squeeze

It 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 10

A couple bad tings and they all light-skinned

(Hey bruh, pull up, what you in?) In a rose gold Hummer

Wife beater chinchilla, it gon’ be a cold summer

[Tee Grizzley:]

Get-get that cookie money, on my Oakland shit

40 on a nigga, I’ll blow this bitch

When I shoot, I don’t miss or I net that bitch

Fuck her quick on the first night, I barely met that bitch

Too much money on me, bring that firepower

Knife on that chopper, they think Michael Myers got ’em

The rap fold, I’ma go platinum still

Cause I put my deal money in the blow, crack and pills

I’m from Detroit baby, that’s a wild city

Hop on at yo block party and give the crowd 50

Aye Dex, when I hear that “huh”, I know I hit it

I still fuck with Paid Will, Dada winnin’

Peezy and Pay, let’s come together, this our city

Jeezy in the A, he fuck with Meech, that’s our nigga

Rest in Peace to Great Lake ruler Darnell Lindsay

Still hit the kitchen to whip, Chef Boyar-Grizzley

Detroit!

[Jeezy:]

Gon’ drop the top, you can feel the breeze

30 in the Glock, all you gotta do is squeeze

It 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 10

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