Cold Flex (feat. Luvanell)

Kilo
I touch a pack i bag it up
Im at the trap i aint showing no love
If you want issue i up with the drum
You say you got it for the low you front
Just trying to fix something that you fucked up
I know the real from the fake you a dub
These niggss act in ya face under pressure
Pushing them buttons my youngings going to press you
I just want me a tesla
When you see me im flexed up
They going to have to play catch up
I want the money i want the drugs
Just fuck the clout yeah yeah
When you see me at the top
You know that im balling no doubt
I need to move out of town
Because these niggas watching me now
I put the team on my back
Because i cannot let my bro's down

Uh yeah Minimum swag i attracted it
Smoking a blunt like a addict
Im pull up if it's static i stay with the melody
Who would of thought it was me
All these niggas wanna be
But you know i wouldnt change
Money never was a thang so im stay in my lane
Pray that i get to the block i know they plot on my spot
I aint going to let em have it
Came from the bottom you know im savage
In the back of my mind im fluent nigga
On the outside i play a stupid nigga
Cant fuck with me back then you wasn't up with me
I never said you was a friend of mind
Now a days niggas out of line
When they got up they was copping weight
Now the work low now they copping dimes
I pray to god that they dont envy me
I came up around all my enemies
I know that my haters remeber me
And them broke niggas not forgetting me
Too rich for my timeline got your bitch on my mind
Why your bitch on my line?
Now she wanna give me facetime
Broke bitch dont got bread now she wanna give me head
But i dont fuck with these lame hoes
I dont trust these fakes hoes
Bitch i smoke that dope rolling up that indoor
If the opps hit my spot
Then im jumping out that front door
Load up that chopper like rambo
Then i ratatata let go

Yeah hold up they ain't really feel me on first one
If you hating kill your self
I hit up the plug and told i need it
He hurd what i said so aint no repeating
End of discussion so ain't nomore speaking
Ain't paying my money i take it in blood
Kilo my name yeah watch out for slugz
He going to pull znd dump dump dump
Im go run up a chech like fuck it
All of these niggas they playing they fronting
I wont let up until i come up with something
I know these niggas they plotting im dumping
Thirtyeight speacial for biters
What you going to do with that rifile
You niggas trifle putting my left on bible
Thanking the lord i made it through survival
This is my specialist rude and defiant
Stop watch kilo you dont need to mind him

I just want me tesla when you see me im flexed up
They going to have to play catch up
Yeah



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Writer(s): Franky James
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