Prodigy

Its cold I been listening to soul I been toxic way too long Shout my girl I think she know This the shit I gotta change up Rapper keep the pressure so I'm dangerous Shout out the pits that we came from I'm on a wave Table sticky with the champagne Whats the flavor I don't know her name But she gangster Chopper on her chain Keep an outfit on a hanger Braids go insane Whip like willow for the paper Might check the news on the backstreet I might ball her out like a athlete If I wasn't who I was It'd be harassing Fighting in the room lead to smashing Water on the jet why she like it Alkaline my bitch a bit pricey I ain't a little jit I know she like it I'm a Texas boy in a white tee Think I figured out I'm too froze Hot like the pedals of a rose in the summer Yo I heard you ain't make it what a bummer Just f*ck rap be a punk rock drummer Cause I'll be doing this until I'm old Financially free like a dancer on a pole Yo I heard she wanna come to the show I'm so vain see my pretty face in Vogue aye Iced out chain you cant leave this boy alone So just try and hold me down if it get a little dicey Ain't afraid to put you on a white tee Sexy little mama so spicy Running with the gang Live my life on the road Young man bars yo they got you feeling old InThaPink forever a living blessing A future veteran Hoodie on so I don't bother with the medicine when Its cold I been listening to soul I been toxic way too long Shout my girl I think she know This the shit I gotta change up Rapper keep the pressure so I'm dangerous Shout out the pits that we came from I'm on a wave