“Cold Heart”

Fake nigga’s in the hood On God cuz, this shit be wack All you nigga’s wack Ight, look Bought that nigga a pack, told him bitch give it back It was worth all my racks A bitch smokin’ a pack, she ain’t all of that A nigga cook dope in a frat That shit be wack, bitch stop givin’ me crap Nigga cold hearted, that’s that Fuckin’ all over the snap Nigga be pullin’ the strap, that’s the reason I rap All my niggas trap, dope gang in the back, we smokin’ opp packs Totin’ out glocks for the snap Prod by YoungGrizz, no cap Silencers mixed with a mac I gotta pack for a pack Nigga’s gon ride with em’ rats Took her to the block now she back Nigga’s be trappin’, back on the block Pussy boy make sure the backdoor locked Look at the clock, wrong time, you gonna get popped Lil shit, lil bitch imma rock Ain’t no stoppin’, bitch I need them glocks Told my hoes, I need em’ to stop Rap shit, these niggas gon’ mock Cold bitches, these nigga’s cold hearted Sold a hoe, let’s get this shit started Use a mop but that shit look retarded Codeine in his mouth, get it parted Break beats, these nigga’s gon’ smarten All on my top but that bitch go to Mardens yuh, bitch go to Mardens Suckin’ that dick, that bitch be ridin’ my shit, lil bitch the one with a clip The one to get hit, mans clean it up with a blick Take a nigga down for a pic Malice and shit, hope a nigga down for this shit, take a nigga crown in this bitch Frown for this jit, took a hunnid round, we split That’s the reason, nigga you a crip Got bands for the crew, you know what we do Look what we did to you Keep it real with you too Bands fly outta the blue Point a .40 at you She got Jimmy Choo Stunta’s and Gunna’s killin’ your crew She got the flu, MJ ballin’, Suwoop Bought that nigga a pack, told him bitch give it back It was worth all my racks A bitch smokin’ a pack, she ain’t all of that A nigga cook dope in a frat That shit be wack, bitch stop givin’ me crap Nigga cold hearted, that’s that Fuckin’ all over the snap Nigga be pullin’ the strap, that’s the reason I rap Bought that nigga a pack, told him bitch give it back It was worth all my racks A bitch smokin’ a pack, she ain’t all of that A nigga cook dope in a frat That shit be wack, bitch stop givin’ me crap Nigga cold hearted, that’s that Fuckin’ all over the snap Nigga be pullin’ the strap, that’s the reason I rap