KOLD Lyrics

It's cold now, I'm really fucking with the cold hearted

It's sold out but I'm still stuck looking at the chart

Money up, played it's part

Double up, surround him in chalk

Where's it tucked? Got a cut

Double cup, keep me stuck

I done turned it around, I give no fuck

They cannot come around, they some bums

Grab the coat, with the thugs

I was out, they kept hating now they burnt

We was tryna' light em' up, it was turnt

Since there's a lot to around just watch and learn

No, they not with us

No, they not with us

No, they not with us

From the bone, I'm prepared to keep it tucked

I was told, I ain't shit what the fuck

Grab the pole and hit a lick like I was up

Grab another, fuck the runner running up

Take the number, calibers been burning up

Take the track and burn it up

On the track, serve it up

Where the pack cause I love running up

Out of love cause we simply running up

Tryna' cut em' in but the deal been over with

And nothing over ten? Then I'm good you ain't equipped

Cause that's as bad as it can get cause these niggas full of shit

Just keeping mine, I'm over it cause these niggas underneath