Lyrics

My heart so cold I think I'm done with ice (Uh, brr)

Said if I leave her, she gon' die

Well, bitch, you done with life (Okay)

Better not pull up with no knife

'Cause I bring guns to fights (Boom)

Say you got that sack, I got that sack

But ain't no ones in mine (Nope)

And my lil' bitch say I'm gettin' too bougie

I don't even like dubs in mine (Alright)

What I look like with all them twenties? (Huh?)

Know them hoes like how I'm coming (Yeah)

What I look like with all this money? (Huh?)

How I look havin' all these hoes? (Uh)

When I crack a smile, white gold (Bling)

Yeah, I'm talkin' diamonds, froze (Yeah)

Came from the bottom, toes (Woah, Kenny)

Yeah, backend Baby (A hundred)

That's what they pay me a show (Let's go)

That's probably some cap in my rap

By the time this shit drop, they gon' pay me some more (Uh-huh)

And I can still go back to the trap

Send a box, pick it up, make a play at the store

Feelings still hurt from when I saved that hoe

My heart so cold I think I'm done with ice (Uh, brr)

Said if I leave her, she gon' die

Well, bitch, you done with life (Okay)

Better not pull up with no knife

'Cause I bring guns to fights (Boom)

Say you got that sack, I got that sack

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