Cold Trail
Damn, Reddit pal
Ya
My magic trick immaculate, it ain't no accident
I'm staking chips, I'm at the tip
Butter peaking back again
Another half a minute, fast with it (ah)
Hating make you tap your chain, crack the code
I'm tapping in, that's a win
Dazzle on it titty, laborite, we hit the road before traffic hit
So we peep out the main script ambience, my victory unanimous
Bag and zip, you ain't half as big
Better get going, pack your shit, I'm back in biz
It's witnessed on stepping in fresh with the sin overalls
I'm taking you out and you're getting exposed
You ran out of gas at the end of the road
Sorry, I'm focused, I get in the zone
Deep in the game, it's the trick of the pros
I'm back all the time, like I'm visiting home
She tried to get to the tip of the pole
I'm 'bout to get it, this isn't a joke
I'm thinking about you, and I'm digging a whole
Rolling a blunt in the den of your home
Looking for Otis, the trail went cold, trail went cold (yeah)
Rolling blunt in the den of your home
Looking for Otis, the trail went (uh)
Oh my God!
Holy shit
Oh my God, mehn, we are seeing some shit we have never seen before
Ya
My magic trick immaculate, it ain't no accident
I'm staking chips, I'm at the tip
Butter peaking back again
Another half a minute, fast with it (ah)
Hating make you tap your chain, crack the code
I'm tapping in, that's a win
Dazzle on it titty, laborite, we hit the road before traffic hit
So we peep out the main script ambience, my victory unanimous
Bag and zip, you ain't half as big
Better get going, pack your shit, I'm back in biz
It's witnessed on stepping in fresh with the sin overalls
I'm taking you out and you're getting exposed
You ran out of gas at the end of the road
Sorry, I'm focused, I get in the zone
Deep in the game, it's the trick of the pros
I'm back all the time, like I'm visiting home
She tried to get to the tip of the pole
I'm 'bout to get it, this isn't a joke
I'm thinking about you, and I'm digging a whole
Rolling a blunt in the den of your home
Looking for Otis, the trail went cold, trail went cold (yeah)
Rolling blunt in the den of your home
Looking for Otis, the trail went (uh)
Oh my God!
Holy shit
Oh my God, mehn, we are seeing some shit we have never seen before
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Writer(s): Tyler Vance Cagle
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