My slight fo's just talk dirty
I'm cold on the cold turkey
I have already murdered you in cold blood, my work here is done
Its soo-woo season and shawty dick teasin' now for that reason
Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket
But i murdered you in cold blood, and got away with it!!
We aint summer we cold as bro our blood doesn't flow, it froze
I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close
When there was a flood they really just have cold blood, their heartless
I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz
He told me to fucking kill you in cold blood right on sight
Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side
Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club
Rhymes flow through me like blood
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