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c.ltyn – cold lyrics

(ca$hanova baby)

[hook]
cold as a b+tch no cap(yeah)
run a n+gga sh+t no strap (yeah)
cam coldheart wit a stitch (yeah)
imma get rich as a b+tch (huh)

[verse 1]
1000 on my new kicks (yeah)
b+tch i’m on new sh+t (yeah)
diamond ap i lost that sh+t
y’all still tellin me to drop some sh+t
i took it and flipped it
still copped some sh+t
glock on my hip imma air out this b+tch
b+tch i still gotta ar and sh+t
totin some pistols and glocks and sh+t
y’all ever seen me tryna top a b+tch
got a pint of the syrup downed that b+tch

[verse 2]
ion even smoke just drink (yeah)
n+gga see me he sink (yeah)
y’all b+tches really stick (yeah)
i’m in a cat goin fast (yeah)
might send a few shots on his block (ouh)
yo b+tch still on my c+ck (yeah)
no bodyguard keep a glock
y’all gonna do sum y’all all talk(yeah)
b+tch i’m in malibu
still goin drop the f+ckin coupe
y’all n+ggas sweet like pie
f+ck with us y’all goin die yeah
[chorus]
cold as a b+tch no cap(yeah)
run a n+gga sh+t no strap (yeah)
cam coldheart wit a stitch (yeah)
imma get rich as a b+tch (huh)

- c ltyn lyrics

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