Bricc Baby - I'm Cold lyrics

[Hook: Kid Ink] Every Single Eye should see me wearin' all this gold n***a I'm cold n***a I'm cold I don't ever take no sh** But I might take your ho n***a I'm cold n***a I'm cold [Verse 1: sh**ty Montana] All this ice in my chain like brrr (brrr) Imma walk [?] [?] too clear n***a so fly, you could put me [?] Hold up, [?] You n***as better cuff your hoes Trap house got my bank roll swole Got em' down with the [?] Me and my n***as don't play that This K, hand it to me Imma spray that I'm gettin' money like a f**in' Arab Cookin' boss sh**, n***a no Maybach [Hook: Kid Ink] Every Single Eye should see me wearin' all this gold n***a I'm cold n***a I'm cold I don't ever take no sh** But I might take your ho n***a I'm cold n***a I'm cold n***a I'm cold n***a I'm cold [Verse 2: Kid Ink] Uh, I already know Walk in this b**h Got your chick's face froze Its a white kinda night I ain't talkin' bout snow Goin' straight to the shots Let a n***a unload n***a I'm cold, n***a I'm cold Champagne on ice, sippin' on Rose Standin' on the couch, never trippin' on toes Waitress here cuz we tippin' them hoes There's enough guap, it'll go around n***a VIP, I'm a pro now Was a freshman playin' in the pros now Lay a mothaf**a down like post out You know how it go now Its like its a mothaf**in' ghost town See a lot of hoes round You better get your b**hes [?] [Hook: Kid Ink] Every Single Eye should see me wearin' all this gold n***a I'm cold n***a I'm cold I don't ever take no sh** But I might take your ho n***a I'm cold n***a I'm cold n***a I'm cold n***a I'm cold n***a I'm cold [Verse 3: HardHead] I been all around the world ho Gettin' this bread Why these n***as just broke [?] Mr. f** You What you wanna do, what I mean it man Say my iron low but I ain't a God damn bulimic Wife beater and a bandanna b**h I'm Hulk Hogan Whole team with the sh** Tell a b**h to bust it open Bust it down, pack it up, put it on her, bust her open Tell her bring that money back on the first thing smokin' Skinny n***a, bi-polar Give a b**h the cold shoulder Game over lame I told ya We ain't playin that sh** f** skinny n***a trippin' We ain't boys b**h listen for that love Get the first round easy A. Wiggins [Outro: Kid Ink] Every Single Eye should see me wearin' all this gold n***a I'm cold n***a I'm cold