This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

I'm cold on the cold turkey

But we be having that jersey

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

When there was a flood they really just have cold blood, their heartless

Kill it frozen bars, catch a cold case focused

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

So i ain't giving a fuck

Full up to fuck with blood,

Hand to hand in the cold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Slit your hand, sign this in blood,

And bijies like im out and

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Skipping class and growing cold

I'm gon remember her, but still

Ive got no license to kill