Cold

Probably got some money, you don't stand on business though All my diamonds sunny, your shit look like twinkle toes I just think it's funny how these niggas always fold It's always something man, I always do these bitches cold Ain't no room for fuckin off, nigga get you mind right All these pussy niggas soft, we just ain't vibin' right I go back to back a hundred songs, yeah, that's my vibe tonight He poppin' tens, pourin' yellow, fake gettin' high tonight Put my Chanel's on, that black man Delion I only check my track phone, give a f*ck with niggas on I was eighteen, a hundred bands, I probably wrote a couple songs Pushed the work, a thousand grams, you know I did that shit alone No sweat, no stress, I need more sex, no ex I got bitches tryna throw neck Don't bring my girlfriend around me, yeah, she so obsessed As you can see I'm drip or drowning, put that shit on, I'm so wet All these rappers blow a bag on drank, that ain't no flex Bitch, I'm laughin' to the bank, these niggas can't even talk yet These niggas can't even talk yet Bitch, I'm laughin' to the bank, these niggas can't even talk yet Back up off of me, you know it cost to talk to me Back up off of me, you don't know how much this cost me That hated Jesus, I gotta ask that nigga why me I feel yeezuz, tell Kanye have a talk with me Spend a day with Slam a slut, I talk but I can't back it up You thought you was cool with your lil bitch but can't handle her She with me and Woes and Hoodrich and we got bands with us Its a whole lotta racks inside of club, they tryna sandwich us It's a pink pill, I'm finna call up Nicki It's a white pill, I'm finna call Woah Vicky Turned down five deals, hottest in the city Ayy, backyard all in my sight, look like I'm on house arrest She gon' f*ck or not and that's just one thing that I know My money counter broke let my bitch count bricks Ain't no money counter on a record, I'm gettin' fresh F*ck a money counter nigga, diamonds on my chest