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ruby mitchell - so cold lyrics

smoov, what’s good, baby?

[chorus]
oh no, b+tches lyin’ in these times, can’t fold
i know she miss me but i’m strictly on the road
and as i tax ’em, i’ma have ’em out the door
so cold
i know
b+tches lyin’ in these times, can’t fold
i know she miss me but i’m strictly on the road
sh+t, i’m frozen, i been posted in the snow
so cold

[verse 1]
high as f+ck, off the ground
line ’em up, knock ’em down
if you ain’t wanna get bossed around
why you bring a boss around?
not a peep, not a sound
b+tch, you needa watch your mouth
made a drop off, that’s the fastest way i ever lost a pound
drop a car, out of town
hit a play that’s outta bounds
turn them to the lost and found
that broke boy sh+t is not allowed
said you ain’t like me but you bitin’ me
who’s flossing now?
that sh+t so watered down
f+ck around and almost drowned
[verse 2]
you mad that you ain’t get a handout, that sh+t pitiful
sh+t got too real, i pop a pill, it’s uninvisible
say you was with me but you quit when sh+t get difficult
i kept my head up, count this bread, i hope you miserable
you ain’t wanna hit this sh+t, you’ll get scared of the heights
i’m a matchmaker, take the cup and i pair it with ice
keep the comparisons, that boy live an embarrassing life
i’ma catch a bag after bag ’till i’m buried alive

- ruby mitchell lyrics

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