Stone Cold
Good Evening Ladies & Gentlemen and people of all other Gender Inclusive titles
My name is Jett Birchum, and I am one of Joel's very best friends
Now, Joel is one of the nicest, most genuinely good-hearted people I know
Why else do you think they would call him Goodie?
But he also has a fairly dark side that comes out from time to time
So for those of you that like his introspective songwriting
And when he sings and shit, just go ahead and skip to the next song
But for those of y'all that need a reminder that shit ain't sweet around here
And my boy is still the hardest motherfucker in the game
Let me introduce you to a side we like to call...
"Stone Cold"
I'm stone cold, bitch
I put the nina to your heart and snatch your soul, bitch
I'm steady reppin for the fuckin 504, bitch
I got some niggas catch your body for the low, bitch
Oh you ain't know, bitch?
I'm stone cold, bitch
I put the nina to your heart and snatch your soul, bitch
I'm steady reppin for the fuckin 504, bitch
I got some niggas catch your body for the low, bitch
Oh you ain't know, bitch?
Tell me, what you know about love?
What you know about faith?
What you know about trust?
(Not nothing)
Tell me what you know about life?
What you know about death?
What you know about us?
What you know about me?
What you know about me, hoe?
Huh hoe?
How the fuck you gon tell me what I been thru?
Nigga from the boot and I had to learn young how to hop over fences and climb thru windows
Tell me, what you know about fear?
What you know about loss?
What you know about pain?
(Not Nothing)
Tell me what you know about work?
What you know about grind?
What you know about game?
What you know about me?
What you know about me, hoe?
Huh hoe?
How the fuck you gon tell me what I been thru?
Nigga from the boot staying true to my roots
Putting on for my city, Imma do it till the end too
Sip on the mud, puff the dro and go crazy
I'll stunt on yo ass if you think you can play me
Don't fuck with the weak or fugazi or lazy
I pull up to mulberry and that hoe hazy
"We thought you played football and sang", that shit gravy
"We thought you were soft and made love songs for ladies"
These niggas throw dirt on my name just to taint me
Well keep acting tough just know you can't escape me
I'm the realest nigga in the room, put you in a tomb, huh
Nigga really bring the boom, lead you to your doom, huh
Run the Gulf Coast, King of Texas do the most
Run yo city and yo hoes, can't do shit that's how it goes
Tell ya niggas, tell ya bros
Tell ya homies, tell ya folks
Tell em all let em know
This a message straight from Joel
I'm the reaper nigga
Fuck with Joel Swole get your soul stole
Also known as JOHO, and as Goodie and as Stone Cold
I'm stone cold, bitch
I put the nina to your heart and snatch your soul, bitch
I'm steady reppin for the fuckin 504, bitch
I got some niggas catch your body for the low, bitch
Oh you ain't know, bitch?
I'm stone cold, bitch
I put the nina to your heart and snatch your soul, bitch
I'm steady reppin for the fuckin 504, bitch
I got some niggas catch your body for the low, bitch
Oh you ain't know, bitch?
So bitch
It's JOHO bitch
Fuck with a nigga guaranteed to getcha soul split
You catching bows bitch
Fucking get ya nose split
Need 'bout 3 or 4 stitches
And taking your bitch
I got I billy in my pocket
And Milly on my wrist
And I'm silly with the rocket
I might really let it trip
So it's best if you take notice listen close I'll say it once
I can't save from my savages they gon' do what they want
All that actin get you bumped
All that cackling get you dumped
All that yappin get you stomped
All that cappin get you crunched
Not a threat, Not a prediction
But a spoiler, pay attention
Groupy been said we relentless
And we got it out the trenches
You can go around and act like it's your world and you the man
You say and do whatever, but it's up to you to stand
Up and face the consequences, stand ya ground keep acting bold
Say lil daddy it's butcher and you know I'm stone cold
I'm stone cold, bitch
I put the nina to your heart and snatch your soul, bitch
I'm steady reppin for the fuckin 504, bitch
I got some niggas catch your body for the low, bitch
Oh you ain't know, bitch?
I'm stone cold, bitch
I put the nina to your heart and snatch your soul, bitch
I'm steady reppin for the fuckin 504, bitch
I got some niggas catch your body for the low, bitch
Oh you ain't know, bitch?
My name is Jett Birchum, and I am one of Joel's very best friends
Now, Joel is one of the nicest, most genuinely good-hearted people I know
Why else do you think they would call him Goodie?
But he also has a fairly dark side that comes out from time to time
So for those of you that like his introspective songwriting
And when he sings and shit, just go ahead and skip to the next song
But for those of y'all that need a reminder that shit ain't sweet around here
And my boy is still the hardest motherfucker in the game
Let me introduce you to a side we like to call...
"Stone Cold"
I'm stone cold, bitch
I put the nina to your heart and snatch your soul, bitch
I'm steady reppin for the fuckin 504, bitch
I got some niggas catch your body for the low, bitch
Oh you ain't know, bitch?
I'm stone cold, bitch
I put the nina to your heart and snatch your soul, bitch
I'm steady reppin for the fuckin 504, bitch
I got some niggas catch your body for the low, bitch
Oh you ain't know, bitch?
Tell me, what you know about love?
What you know about faith?
What you know about trust?
(Not nothing)
Tell me what you know about life?
What you know about death?
What you know about us?
What you know about me?
What you know about me, hoe?
Huh hoe?
How the fuck you gon tell me what I been thru?
Nigga from the boot and I had to learn young how to hop over fences and climb thru windows
Tell me, what you know about fear?
What you know about loss?
What you know about pain?
(Not Nothing)
Tell me what you know about work?
What you know about grind?
What you know about game?
What you know about me?
What you know about me, hoe?
Huh hoe?
How the fuck you gon tell me what I been thru?
Nigga from the boot staying true to my roots
Putting on for my city, Imma do it till the end too
Sip on the mud, puff the dro and go crazy
I'll stunt on yo ass if you think you can play me
Don't fuck with the weak or fugazi or lazy
I pull up to mulberry and that hoe hazy
"We thought you played football and sang", that shit gravy
"We thought you were soft and made love songs for ladies"
These niggas throw dirt on my name just to taint me
Well keep acting tough just know you can't escape me
I'm the realest nigga in the room, put you in a tomb, huh
Nigga really bring the boom, lead you to your doom, huh
Run the Gulf Coast, King of Texas do the most
Run yo city and yo hoes, can't do shit that's how it goes
Tell ya niggas, tell ya bros
Tell ya homies, tell ya folks
Tell em all let em know
This a message straight from Joel
I'm the reaper nigga
Fuck with Joel Swole get your soul stole
Also known as JOHO, and as Goodie and as Stone Cold
I'm stone cold, bitch
I put the nina to your heart and snatch your soul, bitch
I'm steady reppin for the fuckin 504, bitch
I got some niggas catch your body for the low, bitch
Oh you ain't know, bitch?
I'm stone cold, bitch
I put the nina to your heart and snatch your soul, bitch
I'm steady reppin for the fuckin 504, bitch
I got some niggas catch your body for the low, bitch
Oh you ain't know, bitch?
So bitch
It's JOHO bitch
Fuck with a nigga guaranteed to getcha soul split
You catching bows bitch
Fucking get ya nose split
Need 'bout 3 or 4 stitches
And taking your bitch
I got I billy in my pocket
And Milly on my wrist
And I'm silly with the rocket
I might really let it trip
So it's best if you take notice listen close I'll say it once
I can't save from my savages they gon' do what they want
All that actin get you bumped
All that cackling get you dumped
All that yappin get you stomped
All that cappin get you crunched
Not a threat, Not a prediction
But a spoiler, pay attention
Groupy been said we relentless
And we got it out the trenches
You can go around and act like it's your world and you the man
You say and do whatever, but it's up to you to stand
Up and face the consequences, stand ya ground keep acting bold
Say lil daddy it's butcher and you know I'm stone cold
I'm stone cold, bitch
I put the nina to your heart and snatch your soul, bitch
I'm steady reppin for the fuckin 504, bitch
I got some niggas catch your body for the low, bitch
Oh you ain't know, bitch?
I'm stone cold, bitch
I put the nina to your heart and snatch your soul, bitch
I'm steady reppin for the fuckin 504, bitch
I got some niggas catch your body for the low, bitch
Oh you ain't know, bitch?
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Writer(s): Jefferson Ollivier Fichou
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