TOO COLD Lyrics

Cause it's so cold

when you're here

And I wish you'd last me more

Than your hands could hold

I wish I was better later

You know,

I'm just tryna to relax

Do what you gotta do

OTK, Only The Kunda

Aataareya, aataareya

It's been so cold

See darkness tryna fuck my soul

Right or wrong, I stand with my bros

She didn't want me,

now she beggin' for more

Know psychos that play with 44,

Lean back, Fat Joe

Mama said I gotta make that dough

Bros turn into foes over this dough

Had to get my mine tho

Glow'd up a different mode

In the woods trappin', scrappin' like we were 'rnolled

Hope my crodie get parole

Had a hole in my heart

Turned into drugs, it tore me apart

She tryna argue, gave her the head start

It's too cold to ride on your own

His and Hers, Moncler coat when we roll

I heard they're on the turf

So we spin back, 180 chase souls

Headtap, brainaz, Chanel, don't tell

Secrets, Story, sessions, don't relax

Headtap, brainaz, Chanel, don't tell

Secrets, Her story, sessions, don't relax

Hide, hide

When we come outside

Slide, slide

Way deep in my mind

Drive, drive

that's what Brodie told me

High, high

Way out my mind

Walk in the event, see a couple guys

Talk that shit, they get tossed

She in love what I'm sayin'

I don't know what it is

Blah, blah, blah, when I see her

Text, I don't reply, tryna get the next thing

It's too cold to ride on your own

His and Hers, Moncler coat when we roll

I heard they're on the turf

So we spin back, 180 chase souls

Headtap, brainaz, Chanel, don't miss

Story, sessions, don't want be next

I heard they want see me down

I'm the one that they keep talking' bout

[Southside]

Only the Kunda

Ayoo, Bigga, wys

Back Then we didn't have a thing

[Yo TOMS]

Not dolla, not thing to my name

[Only The Kunda]

hopp'd in the TTC

Now I creep up AMG

[Yikes, yikes, yikes]

Ice on my neck

Yikes, yikes, yikes

[Yikes, yikes]