Colder

[Chorus x2]
Niggas mad and bitches mad
They get the cold shoulder
Bitch don't be mad all in your bag
'Cause I don't know you
Yeah I got some yola
Scrape this shit off the boulder
[?] and .223 the colors on my shoulder

[Verse 1]
Lil' Rushhy I'm a toter
Leave your ass with a odor
My heart got colder, as I got older
Bitch all mad in her bag
'Cause I won't glow her
All these niggas so hood
But ain't put in no work
Foreign pull up in a 'vert
Yeah that bitch go "skrt-skrt"
Pull a caper then I'm skatin'
Now your nigga on a shirt
Bitch I'm lil' Rushhy Bandxz
Dirty mud, big Xan's
Bitch I need a kickstand
Bitch I need hella bands
Tryna rob the bricks man
Junkies smoking out the can
In the hallway serving gram's
Probably fucking on a fan
Lil' dirty broke nigga
That can fuck your ho nigga
I know you ain't know nigga
Choppa got a scope nigga

[Chorus x2]
Niggas mad and bitches mad
They get the cold shouldеr
Bitch don't be mad all in your bag
'Cause I don't know you
Yeah I got somе yola
Scrape this shit off the boulder
[?] and .223 the colors on my shoulder