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COLD
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Hip-Hop/Rap
COLD은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2025년 5월 9일일에 DEADPLUM Records에서 발매되었습니다.COLD - Single
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발매일2025년 5월 9일
라벨DEADPLUM Records
언어English
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크레딧

실연 아티스트
T Bribe
T Bribe
보컬
Beau Holland
Beau Holland
보컬
Angel Cabrera
Angel Cabrera
보컬
작곡 및 작사
T Bribe
T Bribe
작사가 겸 작곡가
Beau Holland
Beau Holland
작사가 겸 작곡가
Angel Cabrera
Angel Cabrera
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
!SoMoody
!SoMoody
프로듀서

가사

I don't give a shit about you, you don't give a shit about me
What makes sense to you doesn't make sense to me
Who that slidin' on the beat? B-R-I-B-E
Damn I been on streak, had to call UAV
What makes sense to you doesn't make sense to me
What makes sense to you doesn't make sense to me
What makes sense to you doesn't make sense to me
I don't give a shit about you, you don't give a shit about me
Swerving around in that corner as I'm gripping my Glock
Isn't that what u wanted mothafuckas always wanna run they lips
Till they hear that hundred round drum hummin
Mothafucka get back, I don't wanna chit chat
You sweeter than a Kit Kat you don't wanna do that
Pulling up stuntin' a bitch, I'm breaking they necks, they all like who that
Trip be fuckin' any beat up, wouldn't be wanna be ya
Yung mothafucka makin' bank with my feet up
I don't wanna see ya, pussy getting beat up, Bribe be running it back with a feature
Trip that crypt, the keeper bitch I keep that 45
Hallow points for everybody leaving nobody alive
Crack in my armor a blade in my stomach is better than one in the back
I learned my lesson from her taking shape of a devil disguised as a woman in black
I don't be sad but I know I ain't happy, I'm rotting away in the place that I'm at
I'm on attack, never defensive I'm Jonathan Taylor the way that I snap
Sayin blam blam blam, spraying a clip at my demons I blast
She let me tap, ttt ttt
Leave me alone baby never come back
I took sip of the Palmer, I'm wandering back to my home load up FL I cracked
That was nine years ago life has been drowning me
Need me some goggles to see where I'm at
I don't give a fuck bout what you sayin in your headlines
Might go trade in my phone go off the grid, install a landline
I don't give a fuck bout what you sayin in your headlines
Get the off of my piece I'm seeking that peace to live my best life
Yeah, takin' it slow
Trapped all the feelings it's done on my own
Shout to the foes, seeing the plague and I'm losing control
Seekin' a soul, bodied in life and I'm takin' the role
Findin' the mass, talkin to billions, I been stuck in hole
All of the pain, all of the ways endin' it all with time
Gave in to pressure, don't give me a lecture
Don't try to compare it mine, bribin' to rise
I'm seekin' the truth and cuttin' the ties
I can see right through you, what an odd disguise
Written by: Angel Cabrera, Beau Holland, T Bribe
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