This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

We aint summer we cold as bro our blood doesn't flow, it froze

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

I say that the pool is closed

Before you turn too cold

Till we will, fucking kill!

Lady at the frank stand will

Ive got no license to kill

As i light one for ill will

Slit your hand, sign this in blood,

Well, um, there's a but

Thats spits lyrics so cold

I mean of course just the same old

Let it rain let it flood let a crip kill a blood

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened