Bret The Hitman Hart ft. Stunna Cold Lyrics

Tre you made this shit

Yeah, fatal, zip

I really like to use cash

Niggas couldn't be cold as me

If it was zero degrees, ya dig

L-U-X-E-B-O-Y, money sign

Dylvinci got the code

I took risks for the riches, yuh

Flooded AP on my wrist, frostbit

Luxury, I'm about business

Born for this shit

Like my bitches exquisite

Damn shawty thick

Damn, I don't miss

Target I hit

Try I'm gon pow

Please do not diss

Niggas love to switch

Like a phone they love to flip

I'mma get that cheese

Get them chips and than I dip

Pow, uh fatal

I'm too cool, I'm too fresh

I'mma ball, like select

Loyalty, can't neglect

For my gang, I'mma step

Like the stairs, you get lept

Twin glocks, sing duets

Pew pew, leave you stressed

Got confessions, I confess

Got a fetish, addicted to the check

Know my worth I need my millions

Nothing less

I make plays like pick-six

Yuh, intercept

All the way

I took risks for the riches, yuh

Flooded AP on my wrist, frostbit

Luxury, I'm about business

Born for this shit

Like my bitches exquisite

Damn shawty thick

Damn, I don't miss

Target I hit

Try I'm gon pow

Please do not diss

Niggas love to switch

Like a phone they love to flip

I'mma get that cheese

Get them chips and than I dip

Pow, uh fatal