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Cold Turkey
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Cold Turkey was released on October 12, 2026 by Purplewood Entertainment as a part of the album Cold Turkey - Single
ReleasedOctober 12, 2026
LabelPurplewood Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
BPM69
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
You say you wanna talk? Let's get right into it
You say you wanna leave me? Shut up, bitch, and do it
Want me to drop my lo? Ok, you think I'm stupid
Why you in a rush to meet my brother, Goofy
I be in the house out the way, let him draw their own conclusions
Tryna find my wave you just ticket ridin' like it's all inclusive
Addicted to bags, the flights, the life. Ok, you assed out
Hypothetically, I guess you a boss, but really, she maxed out
Put some respect on it
Like my little brother used to tell em, I don't care, she mine now
Never mind a few stains in yo background
Long as when we go back round, anybody you threw it back round
You make him feel it, cut him off
Goin in yo pockets on a pat-down
Want you in her raw, put her lights out
You wanna pay the tax or put the smack down, cut her off
If it ain't God, then it got conditions
Throw salt ova my shoulder, I'm superstitious
Either cheer me on or get the fuck on, I'm too ambitious, cut it off
How I'm givin, broke, cause you ain't get a berkie
Never asked for mercy, but I pray it's workin
Had to cut her off, talkin' cold turkey and she feel it
Access denied, I lost the best part of my heart over pride
Fussed, fight, and fuck, neh one compromised
Love don't live here, but this where it died
You built up these walls and behind them you hide
Throw stones from the safety of shadows and lies
Finna pawn off this ring, wait, never mind
You said you was trippin, I'm back in your bind
How I look my momma in the eyes and tell her you ain't a wife
Now I got switched churches, distracted by gossip
This ain't my life
She say I'm my daddy son, tell her, well, you ain't Billie Jean
But you can get zip, mama
Bowtie, black jacket, no glove
I made me a zombie, my ma
Like my little brother used to tell em, I don't care, she mine now
Never mind a few stains in yo background
Long as when we go back round, anybody you threw it back round
You make him feel it, cut him off
Goin in yo pockets on a pat-down
Want you in her raw, put her lights out
You wanna pay the tax or put the smack down, cut her off
If it ain't God, then it got conditions
Throw salt ova my shoulder, I'm superstitious
Either cheer me on or get the fuck on, I'm too ambitious, cut it off
How I'm givin, broke, cause you ain't get a berkie
Never asked for mercy, but I pray it's workin
Had to cut her off, talkin' cold turkey and she feel it
Deep, deeper
I see who needed who, pulse
Weak, weaker
You be creeping with creatures, cat getting
Cheap, cheaper
Stuck chasing my first time
This puppy love be the worst time
Call me Tyler Perry, I can't let her die
Like my little brother used to tell em, I don't care, she mine now
Never mind a few stains in yo background
Long as when we go back round, anybody you threw it back round
You make him feel it, cut him off
Goin in yo pockets on a pat-down
Want you in her raw, put her lights out
You wanna pay the tax or put the smack down, cut her off
If it ain't God, then it got conditions
Throw salt ova my shoulder, I'm superstitious
Either cheer me on or get the fuck on, I'm too ambitious, cut it off
How I'm givin, broke, cause you ain't get a berkie
Never asked for mercy, but I pray it's workin
Had to cut her off, talkin' cold turkey and she feel it
I'm at the studio right now unc
Written by: Andrew Evans, Kid Ocean

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