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TOO COLD
1,942
Hip-Hop/Rap
TOO COLD was released on September 17, 2025 by Konvict Kulture/RMRHASIT as a part of the album TOO COLD - Single
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Release DateSeptember 17, 2025
LabelKonvict Kulture/RMRHASIT
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM66

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
RMR
RMR
Lead Vocals
Akon
Akon
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rj Pasin
Rj Pasin
Composer
Patrick Juteh Geegbae
Patrick Juteh Geegbae
Composer
Aliaune Thiam
Aliaune Thiam
Composer
Mormons Robert
Mormons Robert
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
FKi 1st
FKi 1st
Producer
Rj Pasin
Rj Pasin
Producer

Lyrics

I’m in a big boy Benz,
Riding with her and some of her friends.
Shawty with me, shit, I might just hit it—
Tell me, “Slow down,” tell her, “Mind her business” (woah).
Baby, just lower your voice.
Baby, just lay back and chill in your seat.
Show you some things, give you something to see.
Make you a bag if you listen to me (woah).
Mee, mee
In love with the money, cars, clothes—not the hoes.
Mee, mee
Baby, I can’t settle down, I’m too cold.
She only want romance,
I love my privacy.
Sometimes I’m being nice—
Don’t think I’m being sweet.
I been away for long,
She go outside for days.
I don’t go to the club,
She’s getting sick of me.
If it don’t feel like water,
That pussy ain’t for me.
She’s just her father’s daughter—
That **** fuck with me.
Twenty bitches in my lobby,
They all done came for me.
Half of ’em on prescriptions,
Half of ’em posed to be.
Ain’t been a saint,
I can admit, ain’t shit—
Always, but you gonna love me.
Ain’t innocent,
Ain’t gonna save you, ain’t shit—
Always, but you gonna love me.
I’m in a big boy Benz,
Riding with her and some of her friends.
Shawty with me, shit, I might just hit it—
Tell me, “Slow down,” tell her, “Mind her business” (woah).
Baby, just lower your voice.
Baby, just lay back and chill in your seat.
Show you some things, give you something to see.
Make you a bag if you listen to me (woah).
Mee, mee
In love with the money, cars, clothes—not the hoes.
Mee, mee
Baby, I can’t settle down, I’m too cold.
Shorty got a drop-top Beamer,
Looking like she got the aqua and Afina.
Looking for the right right one to wet-dream her,
Wake up in the morning and then leave her.
Shorty so fine, want to breed her.
She the type that’ll come ‘round when you need her.
She the type that’ll come around when you feed her.
She the type that’ll leave it between us, but—
She wanna be beside of me
Don’t feel like she mine to me.
Even though she kind to me,
Don’t mean that bitch won’t lie to me.
Gave her enough rope to hang herself,
But now she done tied to me.
She could do bad by herself,
But now it applies to me.
Ain’t been a saint,
I can admit, ain’t shit—
Always, but you gonna love me.
Ain’t innocent,
Ain’t gonna save you, ain’t shit—
Always, but you gonna love me.
I’m in a big boy Benz,
Riding with her and some of her friends.
Shawty with me, shit, I might just hit it—
Tell me, “Slow down,” tell her, “Mind her business” (woah).
Baby, just lower your voice.
Baby, just lay back and chill in your seat.
Show you some things, give you something to see.
Make you a bag if you listen to me (woah).
Mee, mee
In love with the money, cars, clothes—not the hoes.
Mee, mee
Baby, I can’t settle down, I’m too cold
Written by: Aliaune Thiam, Mormons Robert, Patrick Juteh Geegbae, Rj Pasin
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