Illmac
Illmac & Chase Moore & Sahtyre
Illmac
Illmac & Lenka Shockley & Fredo (Battle Rapper)
Illmac &
Illmac
Illmac
Illmac
Illmac & OnlyOne
Illmac & Lenka Shockley
Illmac & Pass (Battle Rapper)
[Chorus: Illmac]
Uh, I can't help myself
Uh, too cold I know I can't help myself
I'mma smoke my smoke, I'mma drink my drink 'coz (I'm way too cold)
Yea, too fresh too clean and too dope yea (I am way too cold)
[Verse1: Illmac]
Uh, my walk say what my talk don't
My actions havin' the convo'
My past sayin' my hearts cold
My watch saying that time froze, woah
Used to be ramen with the Kool-Aid
Skippin' with the homie, whippin' hoppin' in the hoop day
Love my ambiance, she top me like a toupée
The box come wit' it like chocolate in a bouquet
Hit it sideways yellin' Yippee-ki-yay
Text her twenty minutes out like I'm in the driveway
Used to whip a purple Camry with a different color hood
Couple homies bang flags from a different color hood, shit
I was Skip when I got jumped in my younger days
Ain't a killer but I'm a hop, skip and a jump away
Cut the snakes, it might feel like there's no closure
But all they gettin' is ice grills and a cold shoulder (wooh)
[Chorus: Illmac]
Uh, I can't help myself
Uh, too cold I know I can't help myself
I'mma smoke my smoke, I'mma drink my drink 'coz (I'm way too cold)
Yea, too fresh too clean and too dope yea (I am way too cold)
[Verse2: Onlyone]
I got a lil' bread 'e
I'm just tryna' spend it
Probably had to lift it if it was too expensive
Didn't get the message, I was on a flight
Really I got it but I ain't know what to write
Like I'm so happy that you so good now
The big bad wolf when we blow woods down
She was too much it was too hard to take
So much hate she need two hearts to break
Love is too real for me, it's too hard to fake
But my heart is cold and it's too hard to break
Got a little tree and, I ain't tryna' save it
Every song I make most likely R rated
If I can ginger beer, I put that on ice
Sriracha on my chicken and my chicken on rice
The chicken pad thai, seen a whimpy ass guy
Give his chick a black eye and she didn't ask why
But she get him back when she give me that kitty cat in the whip
But we in the back so that we can't drive
And I might hit her back, yea isn't that nice?
But I can't stay afterwards, I'm dippin' that night
[Chorus: Illmac]
Uh, I can't help myself
Uh, too cold I know I can't help myself
I'mma smoke my smoke, I'mma drink my drink 'coz (I'm way too cold)
Yea, too fresh too clean and too dope yea (I am way too cold)
[Post-Chorus: [??]]
I'm way too cold
I am way too cold
[Outro: Illmac & Chase Moore]
Illmac: Off a show was, if the show had been like four and a half days since I'd showered when I wrote that though
Chase Moore: *laughter*
Illmac: At least... But you know, fake it till you make it
Too Cold was written by OnlyOne & Chase Moore & Illmac.
Too Cold was produced by Chase Moore.