Cold lyrics

by

Nigo Chanel


[Chorus]
Ha, Moncler on my face, this sh*t get cold, ayy, ha
No, I ain't loving that ho, I pass her to bro
Ayy, I got a pole on me and it's not for show
Ayy, keep my gun, one thing that I know
She wanna f*ck then I go
I got that bag on me, don't mean to boast
We gonna burn that boy just like some toast
ARP make a n*gga hit the floor
ARP make a n*gga hit the ground
I'm going up like how

[Verse]
She wanna f*ck on me now 'cause a b*tch f*ck with my sound
Oh, that boy, he talking down, we gonna fill him with rounds
[?] but I can turn gram to a pound
He tryna ride on my wave? The f*ck n*gga, he gotta drown
No, I can't go out sad
[?]
[?]
Rocking a Goyard bag
Racks in my pants so I sag
n*gga, I don't mean to brag
I hit that boy with the blast
Boy, you a punk, that's fact
[Chorus]
Ha, Moncler on my face, this sh*t get cold, ayy, ha
No, I ain't loving that ho, I pass her to bro
Ayy, I got a pole on me and it's not for show
Ayy, keep my gun, one thing that I know
She wanna f*ck then I go
I got that bag on me, don't mean to boast
Wе gonna burn that boy just like some toast
ARP make a n*gga hit thе floor
ARP make a n*gga hit the ground
I'm going up like how
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