Lyrics
Ice cold, she a winter
I call her snow
White lips, no hips
She the first to go
Nip slips, TMZ
She the first to know
Pop pills, like balloons
Who the first to blow
Locked in it with her brain
I get it know
Cockpit, no lanes
Don't need a ground
Rock shit, rap shit
Who need a sound
Better learn the last name
It get around
Tan in New York like a rod
Yall a bad look so ray charles
She could hear the hos on face time
Asked who it was
So I told the girl State Farm
Look, boys will be boys
Ain't no afraid of no dirt
I made a living
Off of literally living the verse
Making deliberate decisions
While I waited my turn
Why you think my name pertinence?
Bro I knew this would work
Im a dog, not a beast
Best be comin' correct
Don't be bringing no fleas
All that shit gotta cease
I done seen niggas fold
As they came out the crease
Need a mission complete
Ain't a hoe that I miss
Got a garden to feed
You gave in to deceit
Now you lost every target
Don't got no receipts
She broke the kid into pieces
All our photos recently deleted
Love these latinas but damn they be demons
All of her candles got photos of Jesus
Uh
I ain't the one that's gone meet ya momma
Or unload the stroller, no baby no drama
Whip got two seats for a reason
Me and whoever I'm fucking this evening
Lace my boots
It's bout to go down
Lace my boots
And jump in the crowd
Aint no rules
boots on the ground
Lace my boots
And jump in the crowd
Lace my boots