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Cold World Lyrics - Artist : BabyTron
[BabyTron:]
These bitches loud as hell (Damn, Machu, why'd you have to do 'em like that?) Damn, Machu, why you have to do 'em like that? Ayy, ShittyBoyz [StanWill:] Burning rubber in the Chally when I skrrt around Summer '19, was gifty trips and turn arounds Every Glock you see me with come with a thirty round Real life scammer, bitch, I do the shit you heard about Bitch, bro Sprite got a dab of Wocky Me and gang stepping through this bitch, we the Jabbawockeez MIA scoring touchdowns, think our ass the Dolphins Tryna grab the chain off my neck, you gon' grab a coffin [TrDee:] Ayy, watch that backdoor, you might just see your mans running out It's a cold world, you never know what niggas do for clout Told her add me up, why the fuck the bitch start losing count? Tables always turn, we the ones they used to talk about Huh, chain got a couple colors, baby, come and see the water The way that you hoes act, I pray that I don't have a daughter Don't compare no niggas 'cause I swear to God my niggas harder Young turnt nigga, I'm just looking for a Mrs. Parker [BabyTron:] Caught him at the bus stop dripping with his cool ass I would listen to that new tape, but you ass Coupe too fast, couldn't see it when we flew past Shit-talking to a random bitch with my rude ass Went from bench player to a star, feel like MVP Big-ass crib, the type you used to see on MTV Who don't scam? Really got a dummy finna send me cheese Real jack stacker, as we speak, finna catch me three [StanWill:] Jake hit my telly every time a new season drop IPhone got more sauce in it than a pizza box Ironic how all my dogs gotta flee the cops Lil' bitch think I'm SpotEmGottem when I beat the box [TrDee:] Weed came from Cali, but my bitch is a Miamian Fuck what you heard, nigga, tell me what you said to him He be like me, why the fuck would I be scared of him? Strap got some nuts, you would've thought this bitch a lesbian [BabyTron:] Somewhere on the road jamming, unky in the trap with zombies Dior T-shirt cost eight, you in Abercrombie Fat bitch tryna flirt with me like her ass ain't sloppy Red and purple spike walkers looking like a bag of Takis [StanWill:] I done turned a hundred jacks in, you can ask my akhi Bro'll slide with a stick on him and a mask like hockey Turned the tables on his tough ass when I flashed the Glocky I was down below, now I'm rich, thought my ass was Roddy [TrDee:] You said you made what? Let me show you something If you still scared to take a risk, you ain't gon' get you nothing I took a risk and spent my last just to load up Found a fire site and some dumps, then we pro-ed up [BabyTron:] Ksubi pockets fat as hell, I'm looking like a sumo wrestler Clip longer than a paragraph, I'll shoot a lecture Too clutch, I'ma hit the winning shot through the pressure Spread out the dog shit, it's longer than a school semester Yeah Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm Ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz Phew |
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