COLD.

All white coat, all white nose
She like the coke, no one knows
She want me to spice it up, told her i'm on go
I ain't got no jewelry on, but my chest is cold

Cold, Cold
Cold, Cold
Cold, Cold
Cold, Cold

What the fuck I look like giving this bitch all my distance
You really out your little mind, if you thought I was quitting
When you tell me come on through, i'll be there like instant
Every time I said I love you, baby girl I meant it
Now i'm in my studio, singing on my own
You ain't have to lie to me, just tell me go back home
It's hard for me to trust love, have you heard my songs
I just need you take my hand, and tell me who you want

All white coat, all white nose
She like the coke, no one knows
She want me to spice it up, told her i'm on go
I ain't got no jewelry on, but my chest is cold

Cold, Cold
Cold, Cold
Cold, Cold
Cold, Cold



Credits
Writer(s): Tobiah Flanagan
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