COLD (feat. Pnny' & Johnny Juliano)

Shouts to Pnny Shouts to Ice World, Rockee Can’t go broke, mothafucka, nah I’m on a Kloud like Lia Ice World, that’s some gang shit You taking shots? Don’t see ya Nah, I know you got no clip Tap in let me focus, make your future look hopeless Man I almost went homeless Then bossed up on that G shit On my ‘better have the fee’ shit Nah, I don’t do no free shit Unless I see you poppin’ We can split the profit On some whole family eats shit On the wave, watch em copy Watch ‘em go and try to mock me Watch ‘em go, do it sloppy Bet they know that I’m OG Ask them they say they don’t know me I ain’t gon’ f*ck with no phonies I just been staying so lowkey I just been staying so lowkey I’m just gon’ chill with my homies All of you opps is just fake Know that ain’t real fucking BAPE Know that’s a fake Gucci bag I been really in my bag That’s why all my shit is delayed, yo Vlone Villian shoutout to Pnny Got the Magic, got Heat like Shaq and Penny CG and Pnny, new Woods and Henny Don’t ask me questions if it don’t give me money Mothafucka I be grindin’ dawg I’m tryna get a mil and split it with my dawgs So don’t you get in my way, or you gonna get paved I’m a bully y'all, I’m standing 6’2 My boys is standing tall Burn my woods with gang Cause I don’t f*ck with y’all Stopped sippin’ tech, almost lost my mind Then I lost my man and now I gotta ball Man, ain’t it funny how shit work I remember used to ship work Imma get mine, no wasting time I’m focused on the big picture Laundry mat where they stash it Green Bay da package know that’s that good work Kickin’ shit like Liu Kang So you know I gotta put my foot first She off of a pill, shit could get real Shorty know how I’m feeling And she looking so appealing Like baseball how we stealing And we dealing, cause everybody want a dollar Stupid bitches tryna holla Dunking shit, Iguodala I’m feeling like Kyrie My bro in the street and he serving that Miley My n***as ain’t had no choice We just had to go do this shit, like it’s Nike Big guns no fighting, a lot of thunder no lightning N***as grindin’ hard so we shining These bitches coming through pining Kick her out cause she whining I can tell you bout the timing This shit feel like perfect timing Johnny Juliano N***as with me and it feel like a huddle Big fight, I ain’t talk royal rumble Got a lot of drip, n***as steppin’ in puddles F*ck a lot of hoes, but they know they can’t cuddle Off exotic pack, vision built for the tunnel Bout to pour me a four of that Robbie Hummel That, that, that lean shit Dummie