Lyrics

Say less say that you a cowboy nigga thats straight cap I aint have no dad i had OG's in the projects where a nigga stayed at I was in them streets no abc's in the kitchen learning how to make crack When the crime got fun nigga up that gun nigga playing 21 no take back Cold blitz can't make money if you don't risk New drip new kicks heart cold had to ice my wrist Hit the mall then I ice my bitch huh money huh Mitch Niggas like to talk to the police no cream ice that snitch Ten toes stand out broke niggas like to walk with they hand out I ain't make no mill but I pay my bills fuck nigga I feel like the man now Two shots to the head man down Two shots to the head man down Get down new style juntao nigga scared got nervous freaked out Dont come to me casa I shit on niggas g shit I caca They dirty They fatra choppa say bye bye nigga thats hasta manana I pull up sci fi hit em with the fire fire then I ride off like ha ha Red on my pasta you an imposter baby call me dada Hold up wait debbie cake food on my table before a nigga eat I gotta say grace No face no case got tattoos all over my face She on her knees sucking this dick she loving the taste Cold blitz yuh blitz yuh blitz yuh blitz yuh blitz yuh blitz yuh blitz yuh Cold blitz yuh blitz yuh blitz yuh blitz yuh blitz yuh blitz yuh blitz yuh Hahaha yuh It's time to blitz niggas is grits Silencer on it pistol with a lisp Been in the trench you'rе on the bench I'm with ohana feel like Lilo and Stitch Just likе the Glock niggas be switched I reminisce because niggas be bitch Live in abyss okay I live in the mist okay I let em take risk They gon watch like what's on my damn wrist In my pocket a pump like a cyst Might be balling but don't need assist Like euphoria she in the bliss Set my dog to be cool with the kitty We gon show them how cool that we get Huh Haha we gon show em how cool that we get Ha ha ha ha ha ooh we gon show them how Hahaha We gon show them how Ooh ahh Hahahaha We gon' show them how Yuh ayy They on that they on this Tell 'em Bitch get off my dick I been steppin on niggas necks I got blood up on my Ricks With a thick bitch Norbit umm She from out the orbit Came out in a Louis V corset umm Got a nigga upset they're like Yo, dawg, what you tink this Really want man for killer off your picnic What you tink mans sweet like a picnic All killa me around like malignant Play a gunshot around me a sickness Killed a witness no civilians In the kitchen where it's hot with the mittens Yuh I need my mittens Haha I think I'm finished
Writer(s): Balthazard Senat Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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