Hoody Season Songtext
von Styles P

Tired of springs cause the weather broke
Yeah money and guns, we go to get them both to spot with my hoody on
Making sure I stay awake, blunt after blunt after blunt
So I stay in
They say money talk so I should have spoke
Mind nigga to the day I die, nigga, to the oath
Old rapper, new rapper, get smoked like the dutchie and the blue rapper
That′s the motherfucking engineer, a nigga harder than me then send them here
I put the hoody on, pull the drawer strings
Give it a second, you hear the phone rings
And I don't mean the 4G cellphone
Salute to the nigga that call a cell home
You know the ghost will hold it down know
Hoody season put a coward on the ground know


Keep it real G, and the hoodies
Pop the shit off, cause it′s hoody season
Hoody season...
Keep it real G, and the hoodies
Pop the shit off, cause it's hoody season
Hoody season...
Zip up pull over


Keep it G like the alphabet upper case
You rat for pigs, stay the fuck away
All I know is 4 kilos is a buck a day
This is more than you talk but fuck what a sucker say
Police coming through then it's tucked away
If not, 3 words, duck or pay
Airshit, like the night people
You could get it for the low you know the right people
The day times cool but the night′s evil
Dream weed, white coke and white diesel
Niggas all up in the mix, niggas used to have grams
Now we all up in the bricks
Polo hoody and the Jordan hoody
Got it down town cocaine scormin hoody
Champion in a night hoody
Are all black murder one likely hoody
I got all types of hoodies
Even got a fly guy, your trife type a hoodie
True hoody, Lou hoody
Old and the new hoody
Even got the shooters in the red and the blue hoodies

Keep it real G, and the hoodies
Pop the shit off, cause it′s hoody season
Hoody season...
Keep it real G, and the hoodies
Pop the shit off, cause it's hoody season
Hoody season