Prodigy Lyrics

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 fuck 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