Expansion: ICE COLD HEART ft. SOULo & ZerinaShield Lyrics

(SOULo)

Lookin' at my past in the picture

Divine moment

It's only gonna last till the mixtures that I've woven

It's high potent My ride smokin' while I'm smackin' lips

on this blunt and I have my eyes rollin

What am I gonna do when it's my moment

When I notice

When I'm blowin' up

The funny thing to me is I don't give a fuck

Rather be in a rut than a nigga to end up stuck

What the fuck?

What am I doin' in a rush

You one of us

Quiet down all these niggas hush

It's a cut

I could never fuck with a slut

Grab the pump

Talk out your mouth and make it buss

Jesus fix it not religious

I just can't pretend I'm fuckin' with him

One condition you can miss it in the distance

Load ten and watch these bullets hit him

They say go to hell well here I go

Gotta put a tag up on his toe

Nigga talkin' shit then he should've known

Then he should've known like no no no

Thought it was a set back nigga

Can't wait to catch that nigga

Oh no no

Put a price on the head of that nigga

Put you on a hashtag nigga

Oh no no

Workin' so hard I feel like a slave

Lately I've been diggin' my grave

Shit is insane

Feelin' like I'm D'Jango Unchained

Lately I've been off of the chains

I just want change

But why your niggas movin' so strange

Thinkin you can fuck with the gang

You just can't hang

Like the KKK

Comin' out for you niggas with the noose

Around your neck with a bang

Damn

Monkeys go good with a K

Damn

Take em out the hood in a day

Damn

Thinkin you can fuck with the gang but you can't

Niggas don't do good with the debates

(ZERINASHEILD)

Niggas wanna flop but I ain't gonna drop

And I ain't gonna stop cause I'm going to the top

I do this for the hell of it always belligerent

Feelin' so ignorant niggas be vigilant

Spittin' fire like ho- oh got hot flames

I slave to my music cause I'm up in a cage

Life's like a book and I'm reading every page

Say kill myself but I don't have time to waste

I don't got friends but I always got enemies

Turn them bitches into friends call them frenemies

They sneaking up on me like I'm JF Kennedy

But when I'm done they'll be a mufuckin' memory

Uh I'm done with it

Uh let a white boy spit

(DJ KIMORA oh wait I think that's me isn't it)

Uh let a white boy spit

(DJ KIMORA)

I'mma tell you what it is with me

I'm the vanilla man

Bitches think I'm really fucking sweet

But ill tell you one thing I'm really fuckin' not

I'll stab you in your heart and make it fuckin' stop

Now hold the beat let me jump back up on it

Hold your weave I love the lace up on it

Haters and shambles put em on their fuckin' knees

Have em beggin' Lord please let him stop

They're like oh man this white boy can really fuckin' spit

They don't know that they bitches on my dick

She bouncin' and creamin' all on my fuckin' john

She said her last dude was really fuckin' gone

I said baby girl I don't give a fuck about that

Bars so sharp you could call me a thumbtack

Smooth as Luther Vandross in a compact

Like an old school caddy I'm bouncin' up out my lane

07 Nike Air Force 1's on my brain

And I'm cold as fuck you could call me Gucci Mane

She want me to fuck while I'm wearin' my chain

Said I'm cold as fuck baby girl you should know that

Treat you like football call you a throwback

I don't care that the beat is gone I'll tell you one thing

This white boy is crazy yeah he out of his brain

Keep talkin' behind my back I'll turn you into a stain

Ever wanted to be put on a T-shirt

If you fuck with me I'll make it fuckin' work

Domain expansion white girls in my house

Dancing around with no fuckin' blouse