I love when its cold

[Verse 1: che]
Woo, cuffin ya dread ahh hoe
Ye-yeah I switching for a bad ahh hoe
Bankroll on top bankroll
You ain't givin top, baby move
You know a nigga like me can't go
That's why I hate when niggas don't got goals
Ye-yeah I take her back and break dat hoe
Spin back and break dat hoe
Call cap but it ain't cap, hoe
Cuz she don't cap on my bros
I'm on Adderall smokin out bowls, yeah
Pussy saw fye and he froze
These lil' niggas doubt me, I know that
And you know nigga's doubt me, I'm for that
Ask Cayo, "Where my pole at?"
I'm on my own, why this bitch like a Nomad?
Said you lost ya' bro, yeah, dat's so sad
Me and gang bool everyday, yeah we got soul ties
An-and I'm so high
Baby, I miss yo soul
Won't tell dat bitch you don't know, yea
And cuh boolin from Nola
Why these niggas all know? Yeah
And a nigga like me won't go away, yea
Shoot him in the face and his throat, yea
And this shit goin' in the goal, yea
Finna keep scrapin the bowl, yea
Wanna fuck while Jace on the pole, yea
And a Glock 9 for ghosts, yea
If ya SlimeLyfe, wipe ya nose, yea
And you gon' stand strong like Joe, yea
You tell me who know sum
And in my life, yeah it's more love
Man I love it when it's cold, yea
Let me know if you need help, yea
Wash the blood off wit soap, yea
And it's zope right up the [?], yea

[Verse 2: soser]
Yea, I love when it's cold
Yea, I just took yo hoes
You can't see these bands you broke, yea
Bet yo ass get stole
I never bring dat coat
Outside in the heat, cuz shit get cold
Bitch can't tell me shit, I know
Can't even play, cuz a nigga get hoed
Don't even play, pussy nigga gettin hoed
Take yo phone, since a nigga feel bold
Stood on top, and you ain't even blow
Step on shit, y'all nigga's don't know
Pop out slatt, young nigga stay up
Cops outside, y'all nigga's stay low
Shot's off, till y'all niggas wanna go
I'm outside still totin my pole
Big ass chop, make a nigga get low
She said love, "Everything on her show"
Hoe, I'm not tryna love ya
Bitch, I'm tryna fuck, yea
Ops outside had to get it on
Oh yeah, on the phone when I'm tryna bone
Nigga said he a dog, go get the bone
Story of my life, born in the "O"
That's why you died, actin like a hoe
I'm still outside wit my pole, yea
And I might hit you to cope
This bitch don't know what I want, yea

[Outro]
(Blue Money Gang, cover the world)