7 DAYS ft. Rose Capone Lyrics

Ay, pull up on a opps out the ring, you got seven days

Saying that I pay for streams, how the fuck you got seven plays

Try to set me up for failure, don't care about what seven say

I'm a blunt smoker, filled it up with the Mary Jane

He won't even know how to talk to me nicely

I'ma pull up on this man and take his wifey

Got checks in my box and this shit ain't no Nike

If you got a problem, don't say it, come fight me

I get hella streams and that's why they don't like me

I knew that was him, I can see through the sheisty

Tryna act cool on the net but I'm just finna set him up

He got a target all up on his back, boy, you better duck

Playing with me is a gamble and I guess you outta luck

Bitch tryna pull up late night to the crib so we better fuck

Hold on, got ice in my veins boy I'm too cold

I got ice in my veins boy I'm too cold

I got ice in my veins boy I'm too cold

I got ice in my veins boy I'm too cold

I got ice on my neck, I got ice on my wrist

I got ice on my neck, I got ice on my bitch

So much ice on my shoulders, it flooded my wrist

So much water on me, made me wanna go fish

I feel like the nuggets a ring on my fist

MPJ when he shoot, man, I swear he gon' miss

Dont try to play with my money I swear I get pissed,

Ayy, ayy, I pass to malone and I get the assist

Ayy, I pass to malone, man, they gon' call me Stockton

Pull up on you I walk straight to the scene with the beam and they heart gets a stoppin

Ayy, you know I'm the plug, I been serving the city, everybody coppin

Ayy, shot his ass up in the mall, everybody gon' see they was shoppin

Ayy, hold on, got ice in my veins but I'm too cold

I got ice in my veins but I'm too cold