Getting Cold
Never really fucking with my shit like stop
Got clever, bucks up, now they see me a god or a prophet
Sidecar full better pick up a chopter
You're gonna need some speed just to catch up
Don't lack and fuck up
Slack jaw lost in a dust-up, somethings up
My guts spoke say you're weird and scum fuck
Dumbstruck, a flop dump
Shiro on the job so your time might come
Woah
Woah, woah
It's getting cold outside
Woah, woah
It's getting cold outside
Woah, woah
It's getting cold outside
Woah, woah
It's getting cold outside
It's getting cold outside
Ooo
I stay below zero, heart colder than Shiro
40 under my pillow, gold slide inferno
Move like an armadillo bulletproof with the window
Fucking up, you fucking up so you better get low
Lil man looking for an x, god damn
Understand never read it after sent
real schemes feel my hands on they necks
Collect a couple checks then it's on to the rest, ooo
Too cold, it's too cold
Finger in his blood and its lukewarm
Going for the goal, gon' be worth my soul
I know u gon' be mad, but I won't recall
Woah, woah
It's getting cold outside
Woah, woah
It's getting cold outside
Woah, woah
It's getting cold outside
Woah, woah
It's getting cold outside
Got clever, bucks up, now they see me a god or a prophet
Sidecar full better pick up a chopter
You're gonna need some speed just to catch up
Don't lack and fuck up
Slack jaw lost in a dust-up, somethings up
My guts spoke say you're weird and scum fuck
Dumbstruck, a flop dump
Shiro on the job so your time might come
Woah
Woah, woah
It's getting cold outside
Woah, woah
It's getting cold outside
Woah, woah
It's getting cold outside
Woah, woah
It's getting cold outside
It's getting cold outside
Ooo
I stay below zero, heart colder than Shiro
40 under my pillow, gold slide inferno
Move like an armadillo bulletproof with the window
Fucking up, you fucking up so you better get low
Lil man looking for an x, god damn
Understand never read it after sent
real schemes feel my hands on they necks
Collect a couple checks then it's on to the rest, ooo
Too cold, it's too cold
Finger in his blood and its lukewarm
Going for the goal, gon' be worth my soul
I know u gon' be mad, but I won't recall
Woah, woah
It's getting cold outside
Woah, woah
It's getting cold outside
Woah, woah
It's getting cold outside
Woah, woah
It's getting cold outside
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