Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Yachty
Lil Yachty
Vocals
Quavo
Quavo
Vocals
Skippa Da Flippa
Skippa Da Flippa
Vocals
Young Thug
Young Thug
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Miles Parks McCollum
Miles Parks McCollum
Songwriter
Kevin Purnell
Kevin Purnell
Songwriter
Jeffrey Williams
Jeffrey Williams
Songwriter
Ramses Ful
Ramses Ful
Songwriter
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Grand Fero
Grand Fero
Producer
Stephen "Dotcom" Farrow
Stephen "Dotcom" Farrow
Engineer
Michael "MikFly" Dottin
Michael "MikFly" Dottin
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat 'Cause it get cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota Cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota Need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat 'Cause it get cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota Cold like Minnesota, it get cold like Minnesota Need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat 'Cause it get cold like Minnesota, ridin' 'round on boulders Money sittin' up, it sits way above your shoulders I was eatin' pork and rinds with a bitch from New York Times I don't eat no pork and rinds but that bitch was mighty fine I got gold all on my necklace, tatted up my arms Now my mama think I'm reckless, got guns under my mattress I was juggin since a youngin', free my older cousin Reesey He from Hamilton not D.C, I rock NBs like I'm Gleetchie Flip phone banging off the walls, Gucci on my drawers Why the fuck you in these streets if your scared of them four walls? I was strokin' on your sister, she was callin' me her mister She suck dick for a picture, it's Lil Yachty nice to meet you I was juggin' off them stacks, countin' up them racks Almost had a lifetime sentence, but I beat it, shout out to Pat! Pat, that's my lawyer, he got me off them charges 8 stacks for that boy, he took care of the boy Cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota Cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota Need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat 'Cause it get cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota Cold like Minnesota, it get cold like Minnesota Need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat When they said Lil Yachty hot I'm like that's him or me Wrists like Minnesota, trapping Coca-Cola Catching planes Anquan Bolden She got the hot box, know that's its stolen Large sizes, all type of narcotics Got a bankroll in that big body I love my Motorola, I love my Motorola I love my Motorola, I love my Motorola Fuck 12 they can't pull me over Smoking no gas and that odor Cook it up then flip it over You must've forgot it, we 'bout it like soldiers It's cold but I got my shirt off Trap niggas can't fall off Big sack of molly, golf ball Big sack of molly, golf ball I trap in Minnesota like a viking Flood out the Skydweller it got good lighting We made the dab and all of y'all biting Two thick white bitches, both of 'em dikes I make a 50 before his acre I was in the streets but I ain't have no cable Me and Lil Yachty touch down at the safe house Skippa Da Flippa, I will bring the rice out Cold like Minnesota, racks on foul I told ya I iced out my Rollie, then did the same damn thing for my brodies All a nigga trap spot beaming like a post I could put the heat inside the kitchen like a baller I could feel your bitch head up like a lawyer They don't know no sign posts Big machine, big machine I'm cooking bean on jelly beans No need to smell it, all is clean That money talking, Charlie Sheen I'm riding Ubers with the toolie I got more diamonds than your jeweler I make her come back like I'm Yu-Gi If you ain't know it now you knew it I aim at her head like a sniper rifle She can't be my bitch if she diking diking I bought her a ring but no wifey wifey She slurp on that dick and I like it, like it No candy she Mike and Ike it No Nike, she know I do it I eat that bitch like a hot pocket No Nike, she know I do it 'Cause it get cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota Cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota Need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat 'Cause it get cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota Cold like Minnesota, it get cold like Minnesota Need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
Writer(s): Quavious Marshall, Kevin Purnell, Jeffery Williams, Ramses Ful, Miles Mccollum Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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