40 below Lyrics

In the booth again

I'm bout to spit this truth again

They like what the hell we do with him

I don't know he's crazy a hooligan

Something like a goon with my hoodie on

And a beenie too we bout to get the loot

Ride in a coup or in a four door

I'm on the fourth floor looking down perching

How is it so cold in the summer

How is it so cold in the summer

Better keep ya coat zipped up

It might be forty below

It might be forty below

Farenheight or Celcius

Friendly fire it's always going up

Empire state building

Another killing mayne it's just the beginning

And all I hear is children crying

Momma sighing like I just lost another baby

It's crazy it ain't a fable

How is it so cold in the summer

How is it so cold in the summer

Better keep ya coat zipped up

It might be forty below

It might be forty below

Farenheight or Celcius