Stone Cold (feat. Indigo the Dreamer)
JP
Yeah, yeah we run it up, me and Bubba chasing the ball
Yeah she only one bitch,
I told her that ain't enough
She said she wanna lust me
I told her she out of luck
You ain't the one
She wanna love me but I'm stone cold, stone cold
I said I wanna move in slow mo, slow mo
She thinks she's subtle, baby, I know, I know
You tryna get me all on my, my own, my own
Making moves that are a so bold, so cold
Eating boujee up in Soho, Soho
Shawty crazy, she be loco, loco
Rocking designer and it's coco, coco
Yeah you wanna get me alone, but I've paid all my debts
I've been focused on the mula, I've been chasing the check
Yeah, you be holding me down like the Jesus piece on my neck
I'm a genius, I'm fiening for whatever comes next
Yeah I'm making people vexed with my heavenly melody
Yeah shout out to my mama, she was born up in the 70s
Shout out to my ex, yeah I know she ain't regretting me
Yeah I can't be distracted, I know they just be testing me
She wanna love me, but I'm stone cold, stone cold
I said I wanna move in slow mo, slow mo
She thinks she's subtle, baby, I know, I know
You tryna get me all on my, my own, my own
Making moves that are so bold, so cold
Eating boujee up in Soho, Soho
Shawty crazy, she be loco, loco
Rocking designer and it's coco, coco
Yeah we roll up in my room, smoking it up
Got lots of cash for the dealer, cause he don't fuck with accounts
Yeah straight liquor no mixer, just to quiet my thoughts down
Yeah, I think it might be working, head is spinning, where am I now
Yeah I made some mistakes, I came back for more
You feeling some way, and you can't ignore
See that look on your face, you think that I'm yours
Yeah, I think that I could be, but I can't be sure
Yeah, just like Breaking Bad, I'm cooking up mischief
I've been tryna stay toxic, but then I miss you
I don't be feeling right when I am not with you
Lonely staring at the ceiling and I get to reminiscing
Wait how did your lips taste?
What was your fragrance
The feeling you gave me was so damn amazing
Yeah I had to do something, couldn't be complacent
But I gotta save face for this song, so I'll say that
I'm stone cold
I said I wanna move in slow-mo, slow-mo
She thinks she's subtle baby, I know, I know
You tryna get me on my own, my own
Making moves that are so bold, so cold
Eating boujee up in Soho, Soho
Shawty crazy, she be loco, loco
Rocking designer and it's coco, coco
Yeah, yeah we run it up, me and Bubba chasing the ball
Yeah she only one bitch,
I told her that ain't enough
She said she wanna lust me
I told her she out of luck
You ain't the one
She wanna love me but I'm stone cold, stone cold
I said I wanna move in slow mo, slow mo
She thinks she's subtle, baby, I know, I know
You tryna get me all on my, my own, my own
Making moves that are a so bold, so cold
Eating boujee up in Soho, Soho
Shawty crazy, she be loco, loco
Rocking designer and it's coco, coco
Yeah you wanna get me alone, but I've paid all my debts
I've been focused on the mula, I've been chasing the check
Yeah, you be holding me down like the Jesus piece on my neck
I'm a genius, I'm fiening for whatever comes next
Yeah I'm making people vexed with my heavenly melody
Yeah shout out to my mama, she was born up in the 70s
Shout out to my ex, yeah I know she ain't regretting me
Yeah I can't be distracted, I know they just be testing me
She wanna love me, but I'm stone cold, stone cold
I said I wanna move in slow mo, slow mo
She thinks she's subtle, baby, I know, I know
You tryna get me all on my, my own, my own
Making moves that are so bold, so cold
Eating boujee up in Soho, Soho
Shawty crazy, she be loco, loco
Rocking designer and it's coco, coco
Yeah we roll up in my room, smoking it up
Got lots of cash for the dealer, cause he don't fuck with accounts
Yeah straight liquor no mixer, just to quiet my thoughts down
Yeah, I think it might be working, head is spinning, where am I now
Yeah I made some mistakes, I came back for more
You feeling some way, and you can't ignore
See that look on your face, you think that I'm yours
Yeah, I think that I could be, but I can't be sure
Yeah, just like Breaking Bad, I'm cooking up mischief
I've been tryna stay toxic, but then I miss you
I don't be feeling right when I am not with you
Lonely staring at the ceiling and I get to reminiscing
Wait how did your lips taste?
What was your fragrance
The feeling you gave me was so damn amazing
Yeah I had to do something, couldn't be complacent
But I gotta save face for this song, so I'll say that
I'm stone cold
I said I wanna move in slow-mo, slow-mo
She thinks she's subtle baby, I know, I know
You tryna get me on my own, my own
Making moves that are so bold, so cold
Eating boujee up in Soho, Soho
Shawty crazy, she be loco, loco
Rocking designer and it's coco, coco
Credits
Writer(s): Sampson Lloyd-jones
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