COLDPLAY Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2017
Lyrics
(Ay what's up Castlevania?)
Rose gold in that rosé
A bunch of names that she don't say
I'm chopping up that Cobain
While she's turning up that Coldplay
And I'm turning down that Coldplay
Cuz I don't fuck with that Coldplay
I'm turning down that Coldplay
Cuz I don't fuck with that Coldplay
Sneakers? Brand name
Speakers bumping that Bad Brains
She don't give me no bad brains
She hop on dick with them handsprings
Busted all of her hamstrings
High C's but she can't sing
I'm at Camp Kill Yourself and I'm feeling myself
But it still ain't no help I'm ghosted
Toasting the most to the folks who ain't here
Like damn
This bitch's heart about as cold as the beer in my hand
Rose gold in that rosé
A bunch of names that she don't say
I'm chopping up that Cobain
While she's turning up that Coldplay
And I'm turning down that Coldplay
Cuz I don't fuck with that Coldplay
I'm turning down that Coldplay
Cuz I don't fuck with that Coldplay
I don't fuck with that
Peeling the LYCRA up off an Asian Elvira
She in that black like she matters
Her pussy taste like papaya
The bitch be high and enlightened
She don't believe in the hymen
I told her "Dying's a beach"
So we're spending time on the island
I'm finding rose gold in my rosé
Ain't shit that I won't say
When I'm chopping up that Cobain
And she's turning up that Coldplay
Turning up that Coldplay