Cold Outside (Mar Story) Lyrics

Lil nigga, it's cold outside, it's cold

Lil nigga, it's cold outside

You better pop up with a pole outside

You gon' need a fuckin' guide

He know mama's cry

Lil nigga, it's cold outside

You better pop up with a pole outside

You gon' need a fucking guide

He know mama's cry

He turned his shirt to a tie-dye

People be all like, we slide, he lyin

I walk around with a tight eye

Shorty talk and she fly

Comin' outside, he seen three guys

Played stupid games win stupid prizes

It's common knowledge

Brother trap to the sunrise

He know when niggas move supplies

Outsized and out gunned

He just tryna do shit for fun

He ran around the corner like grandson

Three niggas, one man, one gun

Hit left, duck, he runnin' like it's Pop Warner

Shells on shells, bag on gun

So cops ain't on him

Cops ain't on him

One hit a limb

He fall to the floor

As he tried to get up, of course he limped

Hittin' the brim, hittin' the edge

Little nigga, it's cold outside

It's cold, uh, it's cold

Little nigga, it's cold outside

You better pop up with a pole outside

You gon' need a fucking guide

He know mama's cry

Little nigga, it's cold outside

You better pop up with a pole outside

You gon' need a fucking guide

He know mama's cry