Winter's Comin'

Yo We all know I been the King of Summer But boy winter's comin Don't worry though I gotta song of fire It’s the lord of the winter Verse falls up and commer Ya the king of summer He's a bad mutha Bad mutha Wooooo He's a bad mutha A bad mutha You messin with a soldier Who’s cold as Minnesota My bars go viral Cuz I’m sicker than the Rona I’m sicker than the Rona Straight barz I’m wingin of sorts Play a song of fire for the king in the north Own every season Like E-S-P-N I'm the king in the sport Anything that you flingin is short Like Peyton Manning at 40 years old In freezin snow On the Broncos In the superbowl Ya know how that goes Try to avoid But the winter keeps comin Runnin circles on ya Cuz I always stay hustlin Trick up my sleeve I’m always up to somethin Verse straight stupid Like I don’t know nuthen Thought I was dead But the boy stay bluffin Spit hot fire make a dragon Wanna cuff’em You need netflix To have ya night watch somethin Ya crowds stay calm I got wild lings jumpin Yeah! Bring it on site Yeah! I’m sling it tight Trap set And I’m springin it right Since you got a weak left Yo i’m bringin it right Been through the trials Couldn’t bring an indict Sorry big dog But I’m bringin the bite Contrast gets Stark When you swingin that knife Cuz no matter how it ends I’m the king of the night Ya ever need anything I always I gotcha covered Real Talk You'll always be my brother One love to ya pops Cheek kiss for your mother Just know the king of summer he's a bad mutha Bad mutha He's a bad mutha Bad mutha A bad mutha He's a bad mutha Bad mutha Shut yo mouth!