Cold Hearted lyrics

[Intro: IceBirds]
Ayy
Ayy

[Chorus: IceBirds]
I'ma stick to my roots, I came from the mud
n*gga, that's right where we started
Runnin' around with that choppa'
The money, it make me cold hearted
The money, it's makin' me heartless
Ayy, I'm catchin' plays like I'm Randy
Ayy, a double cup of that candy, cotton
Sippin' drank, I'ma lean bandit
Big bankroll, I can't rubber band it
Puttin' in work, disrespect gang, put that boy on a shirt
Talk down on my name and them bullets gon' rain
Two Glocks on my waist but I'm not Max Payne
Know that I extend my range like Dam
Know I'm IceBirds but I'm still Wade
Them boys gon' go but they already came
And win, if it ain't about guap, it ain't makin' no sense
Lambo, this not a Rover
Tell 'em to pour up thе drugs, got lean in my soda
Drivin' this ice sh*t colder
Nah, ain't talkin' Lil Yachty, I'm cold Minnеsota
[Verse: Bando Supreme]
I told her to pour me up drank, don't slow me up
Ball in the 4th quarter, turned into Mamba
Got a check for me, add some more commas
Stack up the bread, it's time, Obama
I'ma be great, let's all be honest
Not talkin' drank when the boy got lined up
Thumb in pack, I dunk, Giannis
Cross him out of his b*tch, wan' layup
He need the full check, can't do the pay cuts
His life is all made up

[Verse 2: 44 OakBoy]
Pull up one deep with hunnid' round drum
A hunnid' shots for you and your partners
Came along way from hidin' crack in my sock
Thug life but can't go out like Pac
Invested along time trappin' jus to pull up in a foreign
Invested along time rapping just to stash racks in the floor
Came from the mud, now I'm drippin' in fashion
Havin' too much motion, we wrappin' the money in plastic
Dishin' that pack in Dallas like Nash
Them young n*ggas die, tryna run up a bag

[Chorus: IceBirds]
I'ma stick to my roots, I came from the mud
n*gga, that's right where we started
Runnin' around with that choppa
The money, it make me cold hearted
The money, it's makin' me heartless
Ayy, I'm catchin' plays like I'm Randy
Ayy, a double cup of that candy, cotton
Sippin' drank, I'ma lean bandit
Big bankroll, I can't rubber band it
Puttin' in work, disrespect gang, put that boy on a shirt
Talk down on my name and them bullets gon' rain
Two Glocks on my waist but I'm not Max Payne
Know that I extend my range like Dam
Know I'm IceBirds but I'm still Wade
Them boys gon' go but they already came
And win, if it ain't about guap, it ain't makin' no sense