The Coldest
Clack clack, dump on them lame niggas
True shit, my team run the game, nigga
Every day I get fresh, I'm the coldest
All this ice, I'm the coldest
I'm the coldest, nigga, I'm the coldest
Keep a bad ass bitch, I'm the coldest
I'm the coldest, nigga, I'm the coldest
May a hoe turn tricks, I'm the coldest
I used to want to fuck Toni Braxton
Now all my hoes bad like I did the casting
Shit easy, they choosing, jump ball
When it's on, I bring it to your front door
I'm different, I don't do it like the last nigga
No plastic, I'm coming straight cash, nigga
Keep the heat with me when I get the G way
Café the type of nigga that the streets made
Been at corners in a Big Wheel
Six figures, fuck how pigs feel
Look, bitch give me brain so I call her my tutor
Suck a dick slow so I'm fast like Luda
Pretty ass face, pussy soft like velvet
Told her: "Don't let 'em fuck free, we could sell it."
I told her: "Don't let 'em fuck free, we could sell it."
Peace!
Clack clack, dump on them lame niggas
True shit, my team run the game, nigga
Every day I get fresh, I'm the coldest
All this ice, I'm the coldest
I'm the coldest, nigga, I'm the coldest
Keep a bad ass bitch, I'm the coldest
I'm the coldest, nigga, I'm the coldest
May a hoe turn tricks, I'm the coldest
Wrist got big rocks like a boulder
Get her in the cab, she gon' squirt, no soda
See me in the street like "salute," I'm a soldier
I dip a lot and snatch up whips like towers
Dug it from the back, yeah I hold her by the shoulders
Put it in her mouth, then bust it on her molars
Chain hella big, wear it stupid like a 3X
Your girl wanna fuck and I'mma let her know, PS
Huh?
I'm that nigga
Keep a little goon for the combat, nigga
Said you got the bitches, where the dimes at, nigga?
Last time I saw you, you was with a wombat, nigga
Me and Red pulling up in them big toys
Shut up, you carry small talk, big boys
Blowing kush all day, got cotton mouth
Deaf to the face niggas, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Clack clack, dump on them lame niggas
True shit, my team run the game, nigga
Every day I get fresh, I'm the coldest
All this ice, I'm the coldest
I'm the coldest, nigga, I'm the coldest
Keep a bad ass bitch, I'm the coldest
I'm the coldest, nigga, I'm the coldest
May a hoe turn tricks, I'm the coldest
What else?
True shit, my team run the game, nigga
Every day I get fresh, I'm the coldest
All this ice, I'm the coldest
I'm the coldest, nigga, I'm the coldest
Keep a bad ass bitch, I'm the coldest
I'm the coldest, nigga, I'm the coldest
May a hoe turn tricks, I'm the coldest
I used to want to fuck Toni Braxton
Now all my hoes bad like I did the casting
Shit easy, they choosing, jump ball
When it's on, I bring it to your front door
I'm different, I don't do it like the last nigga
No plastic, I'm coming straight cash, nigga
Keep the heat with me when I get the G way
Café the type of nigga that the streets made
Been at corners in a Big Wheel
Six figures, fuck how pigs feel
Look, bitch give me brain so I call her my tutor
Suck a dick slow so I'm fast like Luda
Pretty ass face, pussy soft like velvet
Told her: "Don't let 'em fuck free, we could sell it."
I told her: "Don't let 'em fuck free, we could sell it."
Peace!
Clack clack, dump on them lame niggas
True shit, my team run the game, nigga
Every day I get fresh, I'm the coldest
All this ice, I'm the coldest
I'm the coldest, nigga, I'm the coldest
Keep a bad ass bitch, I'm the coldest
I'm the coldest, nigga, I'm the coldest
May a hoe turn tricks, I'm the coldest
Wrist got big rocks like a boulder
Get her in the cab, she gon' squirt, no soda
See me in the street like "salute," I'm a soldier
I dip a lot and snatch up whips like towers
Dug it from the back, yeah I hold her by the shoulders
Put it in her mouth, then bust it on her molars
Chain hella big, wear it stupid like a 3X
Your girl wanna fuck and I'mma let her know, PS
Huh?
I'm that nigga
Keep a little goon for the combat, nigga
Said you got the bitches, where the dimes at, nigga?
Last time I saw you, you was with a wombat, nigga
Me and Red pulling up in them big toys
Shut up, you carry small talk, big boys
Blowing kush all day, got cotton mouth
Deaf to the face niggas, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Clack clack, dump on them lame niggas
True shit, my team run the game, nigga
Every day I get fresh, I'm the coldest
All this ice, I'm the coldest
I'm the coldest, nigga, I'm the coldest
Keep a bad ass bitch, I'm the coldest
I'm the coldest, nigga, I'm the coldest
May a hoe turn tricks, I'm the coldest
What else?
Credits
Writer(s): Freddie Gibbs, Bryan Sledge, Ryan Wisler
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