Cold

[Chorus]
Ha, Moncler on my face, this shit get cold, ayy, ha
No, I ain't loving that ho, I pass her to bro
Ayy, I got a pole on me and it's not for show
Ayy, keep my gun, one thing that I know
She wanna fuck then I go
I got that bag on me, don't mean to boast
We gonna burn that boy just like some toast
ARP make a nigga hit the floor
ARP make a nigga hit the ground
I'm going up like how

[Verse]
She wanna fuck on me now 'cause a bitch fuck with my sound
Oh, that boy, he talking down, we gonna fill him with rounds
I can't tell verbs from a noun, but I can turn gram to a pound
He tryna ride on my wave? The fuck nigga, he gotta drown
No, I can't go out sad
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ARP gon' play tag
Rocking a Goyard bag
Racks in my pants so I sag
Nigga, I don't mean to brag
I hit that boy with the blast
Boy, you a punk, that's fact

[Chorus]
Ha, Moncler on my face, this shit get cold, ayy, ha
No, I ain't loving that ho, I pass her to bro
Ayy, I got a pole on me and it's not for show
Ayy, keep my gun, one thing that I know
She wanna fuck then I go
I got that bag on mе, don't mean to boast
We gonna burn that boy just like somе toast
ARP make a nigga hit the floor
ARP make a nigga hit the ground
I'm going up like how