$wagg - Cold lyrics

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$wagg - Cold lyrics

(Hook) I swear my heart so cold. My n***as wit me they know We don't trust no soul, I swear my heart all froze Always trained to go, Henny in my zone I got a bad b**h and she bold, I got her mind dumb blown But I'm, so cold so cold I'm cold These diamonds on me cold These n***as wit me cold I swear my heart so cold (Verse 1: Hit-Man) I swear I'm cold, I swear I'm cold No fear, Straight animal A little paranoid, I can't help it This Glock is unbearable And I'm so high, I'm soarin These bullets rain, they pourin These women all adore us, And all my pistols foreign Please don't play both sides, That will get yo a** caught up And don't you ever tell no lie, Cause that's the reason why we don't trust For my family I go crazy, Cause that's my real love My squad with whatever. Disrespect We tear them up And its two G's all on my belt, Louis 13 cause its the best And we don't love none of these b**hes, Cause its not good for your health I think I lost my mind, Smokin all this dope Ready oh am I, I keep my ninas close We so savage, God my witness I swear I'm so cold I swear I'm cold, I swear I'm cold God my witness, I swear so I'm cold I swear I'm cold, I swear I'm cold (Hook) I swear my heart so cold. My n***as wit me they know We don't trust no soul, I swear my heart all froze Always trained to go, Henny in my zone I got a bad b**h and she bold, I got her mind dumb blown But I'm, so cold so cold I'm cold These diamonds on me cold These n***as wit me cold I swear my heart so cold (Verse 2: Swagg) And the chain on my neck so froze That's probably why my heart cold All my guys keep big poles Think its a lie, you can ask Rico I make these haters sick Cause they crushes be on my dick The Opps made n***as clique So I called my n***a Hit Need that top, I don't need no tease And I check that bag, With Ease My n***as smoke dope, Sip lean I's up for them G's No lackin, I love my team B.I.P to broski JOJO, And to JayLoud rest in peace It's one time for them groupies, Two times for my n***as Hallow tips in them 30's, We will smoke you like a swisher I hope you get the picture, And always take one with ya But till then, Bricksquad D-Block Just know, We toting pistols Its two beams, Stuffed in my belt When I smile, Make these hoes wet Bet these bands, Will make her flex So I do this sh**, For a check Swear that we trust no soul Jus benjamins no hoes And everybody blows f** the opps They gotta go (Hook) I swear my heart so cold. My n***as wit me they know We don't trust no soul, I swear my heart all froze Always trained to go, Henny in my zone I got a bad b**h and she bold, I got her mind dumb blown But I'm, so cold so cold I'm cold These diamonds on me cold These n***as wit me cold I swear my heart so cold And the whole time, n***as thought she was a keeper sh**, that ho the reason I'm a freezer What up Hit? 518 Chiraq Lets get it What up NY I f** wit yall Call me Swagg baby Yo, this autotune sh** crazy

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