Mirz - Still Winter (feat. Verse) Lyrics

Yeah
Aye

I tried to tell em, don't ya worry bout it
I know ya sweating out ya clothes tryna hurry bout it
You need a fan A/C and some flurries bout it
Summer man my last name make a jersey bout it
Calm it down the skillet burning yeah it's still cooking
Ink on my arm ain't nothin new them people still lookin
Made lemonade with these lemons and they still bitter
Jump on a beat make it July and it's still winter

Fresh pair of jays two chains in a bucket
Gym shorts white beater riding cleaner than an oven
Hot as demons stuffed with rubber roof cracked gettin blunted
Wrist out the whip stuntin, you hate it and you love it
Got a problem we discuss it I'm a farmer and a hustler
I can pick a field of pussy niccas line em up and rush em
Just a condiment you condom fish you compliment the mustard
Steady dick ridin tryna beat the time before the buzzard
Not a simon or a mother out of line in need of supper
Was my nicca now you woman like my sister not my brother
Got a watch too many buttons in the box too many colors
Got crayola sprite on Coca Cola ice bet you disgusted
Spark a blunt and peel nicca deuce and yield nicca wheel flickin
Rugrat, chuckie cheese Tommy Hilfiger
Bunch of lil niccas, oh you wanna be a real nicca
In a stadium I'm vanadium steel gift fulfilled nicca

I tried to tell em, don't ya worry bout it
I know ya sweating out ya clothes tryna hurry bout it
You need a fan A/C and some flurries bout it
Summer man my last name make a jersey bout it
Calm it down the skillet burning yeah it's still cooking
Ink on my arm ain't nothin new them people still lookin
Made lemonade with these lemons and they still bitter
Jump on a beat make it July and it's still winter

Put my name in the rafters
Half rapper half raptor
More lines than protools
You get mixed by the master
Slick as oil not castor
Loose paper Ima scrapper
Chopper paint em like spray cans
Graffiti artist I'll tag ya
Get cooked like ox tails
Arizona hot Scottsdale
Me and her have fun wit it
We gota bond and it's not bail
I'm here for the money hold it down that's not gel
You'll get nicked for all that nah nigga it's not kel
All I need that gas drift on em like race cars
Diamonds black and white no need for the race card
Don't flop Ima road block see me better brake hard
Work hard play hard
Ima king nigga former lean sipper what you mean nigga
Zip em up Michael Jackson jacket Billie jean nigga
With the team nigga want smoke get the steam nigga
Getting cream nigga got em hooked like Kareem nigga

I tried to tell em, don't ya worry bout it
I know ya sweating out ya clothes tryna hurry bout it
You need a fan A/C and some flurries bout it
Summer man my last name make a jersey bout it
Calm it down the skillet burning yeah it's still cooking
Ink on my arm ain't nothin new them people still lookin
Made lemonade with these lemons and they still bitter
Jump on a beat make it July and it's still winter

Fresh out of Dayton you know this, still winter
They say monsters exist and we know this, still winter
Bitch we fresh out of Dayton you know this, still winter
They say monsters exist and we know this, still winter