This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

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

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

Full up to fuck with blood,

She was the queen of the club

Oh you murder? i accidentally kill

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Ive got no license to kill

As i light one for ill will

That shit was wack as fuck

Slit your hand, sign this in blood,

Till we will, fucking kill!

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often

I have already murdered you in cold blood, my work here is done