This is a song about "Stone cold yeah bitch i ll serve it quick"

Bet i'm heavy with that

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,

As our dead bodies hit the cold oh brim stone

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Mind so cold leave you in stone, medusa

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,

You, you, you have to pay for that

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Holding up stone boulders on both of these cold shoulders,

Lone soldier holds stone boulders on cold shoulders,

Better yet they work my every nerve

Fukk it i ll just take yo name

I ain't interested in fame

Stone cold bout to go in a coma

My all gold rolly or the