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sinizter - coldworld lyrics

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plague

[verse 1]
gucci my feet when i walk in
coldworld on my body i’m flossin’
came wit a grip, came wit a grip
came wit a grip we ain’t talkin’

i be on point like a sniper
put two in his chest ima line up
your wh0re really want me i pipe her
found out she can sing like a choir

pretty boy swag, pretty boy swag
pretty boy swag they can’t touch me
b+tch i came out the womb wit them good genes
ima trigger a b+tch like i’m syd sween

wait, wait
sippin’ too much i can’t see straight
laid up wit your wh0re on the first date
five star service she f+ll+te

suicide bomber i’m all
put all of my opps in a coffin
i’m in your town in that foreign
back that hole you gon’ crawl in
he don’t want beef like a vegan
beam on the chop when i see him
30 round mag, 30 round mag
30 round mag it gon’ eat him

[bridge]
keep dumpin’
30 mag go what?
30 mag go blaow!
let’s go!

[verse 2]
sunglasses at night i don’t need light
tracer tip sh+lls they gon’ take flight
bark like a dog and i do bite
they not gon’ press me, i move right

dead man walk, dead man walk
dead man walk, issa cold world
dead man walk, dead man walk
dead man walk, issa cold world

i don’t got no friends i’m solo
winter depression, i’m so low
came home from the trenches i’m loco
black & white world i see mono
‘cause the gucci my feet when i walk in
coldworld on my body i’m flossin’
came wit a grip, came wit a grip
came wit a grip we ain’t talkin’

- sinizter lyrics

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