This is a song about "Cold drinks"

Took her to the club and i bought her all types of drinks

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

All because of a heart, that turned cold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Hand to hand in the cold

I mean of course just the same old

But until my heart stop and turns cold,

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Get ya apron on/teas gettin cold/

I reel them in, goadomes on see

I'm cold on the cold turkey

Weeds good drinks cold musics loud in this bitch

Lying to yourself, all over an image