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My heart so cold I think Im done with ice
Uh brr
Said if I leave her she gon die
Well b***h you done with life
Okay
Better not pull up with no knife
Cause I bring guns to fights
Boom
Say you got that sack I got that sack
But aint no ones in mine
Nope
And my lil b** *h say Im gettin too boujee
I dont even like dubs in mine
Alright
What I look like with all them twenties
Huh
Know them h*es like how Im coming
Yeah
What I look like with all this money
Ha
How I look havin all these h*es
Uh
When I crack a smile white gold
Bling
Yeah Im talkin diamonds froze
Yeah
Came from the bottom toes
Whoa Kenny
Yeah backend Baby
A hundred
Thats what they pay me a show
Lets go
Its probably some cap in my rap
By the time this s**t drop they gon pay me some mo
Uh-huh
And I can still go back to the trap
Send a box pick it up make a play at the store
Feelings still hurt from when I saved that h*e
My heart so cold I think Im done with ice
Uh brr
Said if I leave her she gon die
Well b***h you done with life
Okay
Better not pull up with no knife
Cause I bring guns to fights
Boom
Say you got that sack I got that sack
But aint no ones in mine
Nope
And my lil b***h say Im gettin too boujee
I dont even like dubs in mine
Nope too raw dope
Yeah
You know Im one of the goats
She let me put it in the back of her throat
Walk in the bank with a M in the choke
Yeah
Im tryna make a deposit
Let em try and play with the money
Pow pow
Shawty gon take off ya noggin
Long as she want it and pick it Im buyin
I hadnt wrote for a year I dont try
I get em whacked I dont advise em to try it
Yeah Im runnin s**t I aint lyin
I got a backend for one twenty five
I bought a Patek for one eighty five
This s**t gettin easy
My heart so cold I think Im done with ice
Uh brr
Said if I leave her she gon die
Well b***h you done with life
Okay
Better not pull up with no knife
Cause I bring guns to fights
Boom
Say you got that sack I got that sack
But aint no ones in mine
Nope
And my lil b***h say Im gettin too boujee
I dont even like dubs in mine
Heartless dont need a valentine
Forever
I call em racks not bands
Why
Aint no rubber band on mine
At all
I used to be down down down down
Waiting on taxes time
F**ked up
Look at me now now now now
They pay me to flex and shine
Im up lets get it
Big speaker like a eighteen inch sub
Yeah
Im a hunnid you a dub Nothin
Lookin for me Im booked up
Where you at
50 Cent Im in the club
Hey
Diamonds on my earlobe ice on dyke
Huh
One fifty on studs
Rugrat young n***a got it out the mud
My heart so cold I think Im donewith ice
Uh brr big bag
Said if I leave her she gon die
Well b***h you done with life
Okay
Better not pull up with no knife
Cause I bring guns to fights
Boom
Say you got that sack I got that sack
But aint no ones in mine
Nope
And my lil b***h say Im gettin too boujee
I dont even like dubs in mine
What I look like with all them twenties
Huh
Know them h*es like how Im coming
Yeah
What I look like with all this money
Ha
How I look havin all these h*es
Uh
When I crack a smile white gold
Bling
Yeah Im talkin diamonds froze
Yeah
Came from the bottom toes