COLD Lyrics

Bout the team but I'm dropping a Solo effort

Too equipped, this that shit that Could heal a leper

Hated school drew up writtens While in the lecture

Stuck on BS you leeching, that's Why we left em

Mickey Mantle these flows til I'm going legend

Been that nigga I'm John Legend and Eleven

Stranger Things ain't no thing How I cut machete

F-f-frigid my opinion, talking Heavy

What you gotta do imma move Real petty

Once I'm up

What the fuck, I could build Leverage?

Get it lit now I'm over here big Finessin'?

Offer updated see what they'd give Yo bredrin

Niggas added more zeros In Milliseconds

He the opp

You the opp

Bigger weapons

Made a Inhumane block

They BMF'd it

Harlem Nights why you shooting That little weapon?

Nigga hang it up

SMOOV as hell every line it be Butter

Some these women they line they Own mother

Act distraught then go link with The mugger

So much shit I can't pile with the Shovel

Devil tripping he working a double

Our mutual struggles got us Plottin' in a huddle

Cupid shuffle on any beat

Home invasion the industry

All the trials it's making it Bittersweet

Bought a mild, champ it til it's Fully freaked

Brodie lit up a square like it's Billie Jean

I came, I saw, I conquered

Fuck you bitches that's word to my Momma

Rockin more LA hats than the Dodgers

Drama free I be weaving and Dodging

Keep it SMOOV ain't no other Option nigga

You just can't touch me

Like, you can't

You just can't touch me

None of you niggas

None of you bitches

None of y'all can't touch me

I'm just too SMOOV. man

I'm too SMOOV

Your girl say 'DusséDan be hittin'

Making records for women, Children and all the damaged Niggas

Pop stars, underground, doctors, Lawyers and Mathematicians

Africans and physical trainers Spraining they ankles when I cross Em up

Yeah yeah, moving like I lost the Love

Your records cool but you niggas Was never hard as us

Optimistic, seeing positives when It be dark as fuck

I be playing dumb to see reactions Nigga , sharpen up

The awkward being

Doing dolie missions sniping all Regimes

I can hold my patnas down But Will they do the same for thee?

Shoutout to that nigga Pik

He withholding all the heat

If he do not drop then best believe I'm dropping all the leaks

Far from street

But I won't back down if I'm Involved in beef

Wait wait

Shit you done recharged the beast

I harken things you did from then That slid but now you dawgs finito

Throwing cheap tequila in my Casamigos

For the cheap hoes

Spit kilos not for yo nostrils

We doing Damage

Going thru depression but I'm Dancing

Couldn't pay my bills I am Famished

On my soul imma make it happen

You you can't imagine

Nigga know the flow been Immaculate

Never been the nigga to be Flashing

I might fuck the world in the Shadows

Shadows

In the shadows

Why you mad hoe?

DusséDan hoe!

I'm an asshole

This that tag toe

Get that tag toe