Cold Night

It's time bitch I just popped my half
I smoke so much I easily go thru halves
A fine bitch came with hella ass
This my shit Yea I'm in my bag
That's mine bitch Who the fuck told you grab
If I get too rich I might as well get some RAF
If I get too hit Ima have to put on my mask
If you think you slick I'll have to get on yo ass

And that's bad
Cause you don't even know how bad I want to just slide and up and blast
You don't even know how bad I want to just put you in a bag
And I can merch she 5 times better than what she was in class
She don't even know how bad I'm tryna blast from the past
She don't even know I'm tryna put hand on frontal and just spazz
But I ain't even know these niggas be cap I had to go learn the facts
I ain't even know that niggas can't rap I had to just up and black

I'm tryna make the money spread
And yo bitch dropped the lo so we know where you lay yo head
Now all yo shit declassified, damn near feel like Ned
Lil Vheeski the mastermind so much shit in my head
She say what's different about you now?
I got dreads
And I fucked the bitch so goddamn good I got some breakfast in bed
And I fucked the bitch so goddamn good she gave some extra head
And folks fucked the bitch so goddamn good he got some extra bread

Walk in this with a whole lot of racks Logo Finna get some bread
Don't hit my line on goofy shit I'm gone leave yo shit on read
Don't let me hear no goofy shit that's money on yo head
Everybody know how the city go, everybody think about red
And everybody fuck wit the 50's
Got to make sure we sitchy bro
Fat ass wood it's full of dope
Hella good za to the head
Half of these niggas they be some hoes
Me Franko just did a show
Off of the x it's hella smoke
Yea that shit to the head



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Writer(s): G Logoski
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