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its kiddo - im cold lyrics

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yo, you always keep it straight like an arrow in a bow

walkin’ down the streets and you know how we roll

i don’t think she f+ckin’ like me from the neck, she like my gold

but we wearin’ the jackets cause i’m wearin’ ice, i’m cold

why the f+ck you hatin’, get some bread instead

the way you lookin’ and creepin’, you lookin’ like a fed

she groovin’ and shakin’, next thing you know we on the bed

they always call me boy the motherf+cker cause i’m in that bread

they call me little but my money to the sky

the way she lookin’, swear to god that she a dime

the fits i be wearin’, i f+cking own they all mine

you talkin’ to nothin’, little b+tch, you called a mime

cause i run in the digits and i always be winnin

just like a b+tterfly knife, i be spinnin

you ass got problems, you be feining

they say i’m hot now, b+tch, but i’m still steaming

i got the icy watch on my d+mn wrist

i’m f+ckin’ the girl and i call her step+sis

we livin’ with that cheddar, leavin’ with that swiss

i heard that b+tch sendin’ diss, but i think he missed

i always keep it straight, like an arrow and a bow

when we walkin’ on the streets and you know how we roll

i don’t think she f+ckin’ like me for me think she like my gold

when we wearin’ the jackets cause i’m wearin’ ice, i’m cold

i know i got the p+ss, i know i got the mad

i think she wavin’ at me, i ain’t talkin’ durag

that little b+tch think he tough cause he got a gun

my bad, i started gettin’ sidetracked

tired of settlin’, b+tch, you a animal, l!cking on me and you know that’s cannibal

you ain’t the one, then b+tch, you a casual, get in the whip

get that b+tch out with that sh+t, out with the crew and he’s spinning’ some sh+t

we just walking’ on the streets, motherf+cker, this ain’t the fight to pick

why the f+ck you hatin’, get some bread instead

the way you lookin’, you creepin’, you lookin’ like a fed

she moving’ and shakin’, next thing you know, we on the bed

they always call me boy the motherf+cker cause i been that bread

why the f+ck you hatin’, get some bread instead

the way you lookin’, you creepin’, you lookin’ like a fed

she moving’ and shakin’, next thing you know, we on the bed

they always call me boy the motherf+cker cause i been that bread

- its kiddo lyrics

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