Cold

This lil' bitch so cold

I had to stop and go put on a coat

I been up and down the road nigga

Trappin' sellin' dope

Both my wrists is froze

I'm havin' boogers

They not in my nose

Fuck these niggas they hoes

We be fuckin' on niggas hoes

Run off with your load like this my shit

Come get sum for your shit

You know you been a bitch

If I owe you

Get it in blood nigga

I ain't sendin' shit

Come handle your business bitch

That's how I'm feelin' bitch

Just a young hood nigga from the park huh

No he not gon' bust his gun

That boy got no heart huh

All I need is my drugs and my phone

Trap star huh

I just copped a scope

I can see you from afar now

Nigga I'm havin' all kinda drugs

What you need

He dropped off the merch

But I ain't pay him cause he sweet

Bought lil bro a Glock

I just put him on his feet

I'm on all types of bullshit

Bitch I play for keeps

Nigga what you bangin' Throw that shit up high nigga

Tell me what hood you claimin

Play with me you die nigga

What the fuck you thinkin' And it's belt to ass around this bitch

You can get a spankin

Ask about me nigga

I don't talk

I be blanking

Pull up on that boy like he wear Pampers

He need changin

And I keep my dogs with me nigga

Call me Franklin

Put your ass on TV nigga

I can get you famous

Boy don't try to hang around

I promise you I'm dangerous