COLD
Feeling real cold outside man this shit don't feel right
Feeling real cold outside man this shit don't feel right
Feeling real cold outside man this shit don't feel right
Feeling real cold outside man this shit don't feel right
I'm on my own
I'm on my own
Your bitch call me GOAT
Bitch gotta go
Leave me alone
Don't fuck with you no more
Givenchy the coat
Show off show out and go
Chanel my baby coat
Inhaling all the smoke
I hit a ghost no O's
Chopper be singing bitch like it's name Post Malone
I am not slime but i'll die for my slimes aye
Aye
Back of the trap and we cookin up dope mane
Mane
Back of the truck and i told her to park right there
Yeah
I told her blow mines til my heart turn cold
Yeah
I been paranoid for a little while
Just like Paramount making movie titles
And she not right to take my heart
Wont take my heart shake the sidebar
I'll slide for my slimes
Yeah
I am not slime but i'll die for my slimes
Yeah
This that real shit new OG's we posted
I'm gon walk right this that new mission
Ima look right this that new vision
This the new misses jax not missin
Not slidin on no bitches
I'll bo back then more sippin
Caught hoes slippin we move different
My souls drippin that cold livin
She still limpin after hit that
Wit a big pack
No tic tac in my fuckin pants
I'll ball out when these rappers mad
No warm up i just sit and laugh
I am not slime but i'll die for my slimes
Back of the trap we not cookin with thyme
Fuck y'all that cap for no reason nor rhyme
I'm on my own
I'm on my own
Your bitch call me GOAT
Bitch gotta go
Leave me alone
Don't fuck with you no more
Givenchy the coat
Show off show out and go
Chanel my baby coat
Inhaling all the smoke
I hit a ghost no O's
Chopper be singing bitch like it's name Post Malone
I was born for this shit
Told her that i'm tired of this shit
Bout to pour a four in this bitch
Shit better be some red like licorice if i'm sippin it
Bitch better have a cute face snatched waist and the way to my place
If i'm hitting it
Girl i'm high as fuck and you talk too much
What makes you think i'm listening
I ain't listening
In fact i don't listen to nobody
Pills & automobiles
I don't mean Yo Gotti
You like the way i'm making you feel giving you chills
All up on your body
Poppin that pink rock that go on in your body
Poppin them benzo's that go on in my body
I been moving slow
I been moving on
There's things i can't control
Gotta keep a pole
Cuz i don't trust the world
Put that on my soul
Everyday i grow
Stack it up some more
I need my freedom hoe
Blew ten racks up on clothes and some po
I like the way she glow
I like the way she smoke
French inhale up her nose
I like the way she take off all her clothes
No VLone
Die alone
Smoking strong
Rolling more
I ain't giving out no cheat codes
Feeling turnt i just need a freak hoe
I'm on my own
I'm on my own
Your bitch call me GOAT
Bitch gotta go
Leave me alone
Don't fuck with you no more
Givenchy the coat
Show off show out and go
Chanel my baby coat
Inhaling all the smoke
I hit a ghost no O's
Chopper be singing bitch like it's name Post Malone
Feeling real cold outside man this shit don't feel right
Feeling real cold outside man this shit don't feel right
Feeling real cold outside man this shit don't feel right
I'm on my own
I'm on my own
Your bitch call me GOAT
Bitch gotta go
Leave me alone
Don't fuck with you no more
Givenchy the coat
Show off show out and go
Chanel my baby coat
Inhaling all the smoke
I hit a ghost no O's
Chopper be singing bitch like it's name Post Malone
I am not slime but i'll die for my slimes aye
Aye
Back of the trap and we cookin up dope mane
Mane
Back of the truck and i told her to park right there
Yeah
I told her blow mines til my heart turn cold
Yeah
I been paranoid for a little while
Just like Paramount making movie titles
And she not right to take my heart
Wont take my heart shake the sidebar
I'll slide for my slimes
Yeah
I am not slime but i'll die for my slimes
Yeah
This that real shit new OG's we posted
I'm gon walk right this that new mission
Ima look right this that new vision
This the new misses jax not missin
Not slidin on no bitches
I'll bo back then more sippin
Caught hoes slippin we move different
My souls drippin that cold livin
She still limpin after hit that
Wit a big pack
No tic tac in my fuckin pants
I'll ball out when these rappers mad
No warm up i just sit and laugh
I am not slime but i'll die for my slimes
Back of the trap we not cookin with thyme
Fuck y'all that cap for no reason nor rhyme
I'm on my own
I'm on my own
Your bitch call me GOAT
Bitch gotta go
Leave me alone
Don't fuck with you no more
Givenchy the coat
Show off show out and go
Chanel my baby coat
Inhaling all the smoke
I hit a ghost no O's
Chopper be singing bitch like it's name Post Malone
I was born for this shit
Told her that i'm tired of this shit
Bout to pour a four in this bitch
Shit better be some red like licorice if i'm sippin it
Bitch better have a cute face snatched waist and the way to my place
If i'm hitting it
Girl i'm high as fuck and you talk too much
What makes you think i'm listening
I ain't listening
In fact i don't listen to nobody
Pills & automobiles
I don't mean Yo Gotti
You like the way i'm making you feel giving you chills
All up on your body
Poppin that pink rock that go on in your body
Poppin them benzo's that go on in my body
I been moving slow
I been moving on
There's things i can't control
Gotta keep a pole
Cuz i don't trust the world
Put that on my soul
Everyday i grow
Stack it up some more
I need my freedom hoe
Blew ten racks up on clothes and some po
I like the way she glow
I like the way she smoke
French inhale up her nose
I like the way she take off all her clothes
No VLone
Die alone
Smoking strong
Rolling more
I ain't giving out no cheat codes
Feeling turnt i just need a freak hoe
I'm on my own
I'm on my own
Your bitch call me GOAT
Bitch gotta go
Leave me alone
Don't fuck with you no more
Givenchy the coat
Show off show out and go
Chanel my baby coat
Inhaling all the smoke
I hit a ghost no O's
Chopper be singing bitch like it's name Post Malone
Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Maune, Jared Bridgeman
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