
Cold Brrr Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I'm cold brrr
Ice brrr
Blow your brains
Like kurt cobain
Yeah baby
Work that thang
Yeah baby
Scream my name
White Tee no stains
Diamonds bust on everything
So fly bought a plane
I smoke em up like Mary Jane
I'm cold brrr
Ice brrr
Blow your brains
Like kurt cobain
Yeah baby
Work that thang
Yeah baby
Scream my name
White Tee no stains
Diamonds bust on everything
So fly bought a plane
I smoke em up like Mary Jane
Creeping in the night masked up like a ninja
Way I spun his block now they call me mr spinna (Yeah)
Way I penetrate all these bitches call me splinter (Okay)
After we fucked she got swiped away like tinder (Fuck outta here)
Gettin all this money, man you'd swear I was a printer
Heart colder than the winter
Pop his head like a blister
Tearing shit up, call me twister
Officer I plead the 5th sir
Gun acting like a drifter
Cause it's killing anybody (Bang)
Everyones at risk
National Alert Bitch
Lookin like a dog when I carry all these sticks (Boom)
I'mmm always talking shit
But I ain't no jester
Whipping out guns if I'm ever low on cheddar (Yeah)
I'm cold brrr
Ice brrr
Blow your brains
Like kurt cobain
Yeah baby
Work that thang
Yeah baby
Scream my name
White Tee no stains
Diamonds bust on everything
So fly bought a plane
I smoke em up like Mary Jane
I'm cold brrr
Ice brrr
Blow your brains
Like kurt cobain
Yeah baby
Work that thang
Yeah baby
Scream my name
White Tee no stains
Diamonds bust on everything
So fly bought a plane
I smoke em up like Mary Jane
Spitting fire like a dragon
Put em down Larry Allen (Yeah)
Fuck a bitch up in her wagon
Like it when she gagging (Yeah)
Fix her titties if there sagging
I be busy stop the nagging
Kicked her out no packing
Slammed the door she like what happened (Get the Fuck out)
I be running up these bags
Beat his ass
Like an alcoholic dad
Brass knuckles on my hands
Gold chains down my neck (Yeah)
Lookin like a made man
They be running like I'm Jason
I guess I gotta chase him (Get the fuck over here)
Look at them run
But my bullets can't out pace them
Hit em in his top
And he Drops
Like a fucking boom Box
You talk I knock
Grab the glock
Turn around shoot him twice
Put his fucking ass in some fucking cop chalk (Bitch)
I'm cold brrr
Ice brrr
Blow your brains
Like kurt cobain
Yeah baby
Work that thang
Yeah baby
Scream my name
White Tee no stains
Diamonds bust on everything
So fly bought a plane
I smoke em up like Mary Jane
I'm cold brrr
Ice brrr
Blow your brains
Like kurt cobain
Yeah baby
Work that thang
Yeah baby
Scream my name
White Tee no stains
Diamonds bust on everything
So fly bought a plane
I smoke em up like Mary Jane