[Intro]
(Ayy, JB, you sauced up)
(LDA, get to the bag)

[Chorus: Hypno Carlito & Doodie Lo]
Somebody light a blunt up
I was raised to be a boss, your ass was a runner
It be hot outside but it's a cold summer
Put them Ps on the plane, I'm a roadrunner, roadrunner
I know they don't love us
They be actin' like they do, them n***as undercover
All of 'em yellin', "Gang" and they don't know us
It be hot around the hood but it's a cold summer

[Verse 1: Doodie Lo]
How the fuck you turn your back on me?
And everybody got they hand out for rap money
And what you see on IG, that's trap money
I took a lot of Ls but I got back from 'em
I had dreams of me ridin' a Rolls-Royce truck
Poppin' Xannys just to sleep, paranoia
Ten toеs down, I can never fold up
Lot of peoplе dyin', it's gon' be a cold summer, huh

[Chorus: Hypno Carlito & Doodie Lo]
Somebody light a blunt up
I was raised to be a boss, your ass was a runner
It be hot outside but it's a cold summer
Put them Ps on the plane, I'm a roadrunner, roadrunner
I know they don't love us
They be actin' like they do, them n***as undercover
All of 'em yellin', "Gang" and they don't know us
It be hot around the hood but it's a cold summer
[Verse 2: Hypno Carlito]
Doodie, pour me up, I gotta drink again
Only The Family in my eyes, no, I don't need no friends
N***as don't need handouts, boy, you can keep your hand
I'm the one that's rootin' for you, tryna see you win
I be all up in them trenches, I'm involved with my n***as, yeah
Ain't no pickin' sides, right or wrong for my n***a, yeah
It's a cold summer, make him fall like September, yeah
Loyalty all over royalty, that's law, n***a, yeah
Yeah

[Chorus: Hypno Carlito & Doodie Lo]
Somebody light a blunt up
I was raised to be a boss, your ass was a runner
It be hot outside but it's a cold summer
Put them Ps on the plane, I'm a roadrunner, roadrunner
I know they don't love us
They be actin' like they do, them n***as undercover
All of 'em yellin', "Gang" and they don't know us
It be hot around the hood but it's a cold summer