CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Cold World
This b*t*h is loud as hell
Damn, Machu, why'd you have to do 'em like that?
Damn, Machu, why you have to do 'em like that?
Ayy, sh*ttyBoyz
Burning rubber in the Challey when I skrrt around
Summer '19, was giffy trips and turn arounds
Every Glock you see me with come with a thirty round
Real life scammer, b*t*h, I do the sh*t you heard about
b*t*h, bro Sprite got a dab of Wocky
Me and gang stepping through this b*t*h, we the Jabbawockeez
MIA scoring touchdowns, think our ass the Dolphins
Tryna grab the chain off my neck? You gon' grab a coffin
Ayy
Watch that backdoor, you might just see yo mans running out
It's a cold world, you never know what n***as do for clout
Told her add me up, why the f**k this b*t*h done lose some count?
Tables always turned, we the ones they used to talk about
Huh, chain got a couple colors, baby, come and see the water
The way that you hoes act, I pray that I don't have a daughter
Don't compare no n***as 'cause I swear to God my n***as harder
Young turnt n***a, I'm just looking for a Mrs. Parker
Caught him at the bus stop dripping, with his cool-ass
I would listen to that new tape but you ass
Coupe too fast, couldn't see it when we flew past
sh*t talking to a random b*t*h, with my rude-ass
Went from bench player to a star, feel like MVP
Big-ass crib, the type you used to see on MTV
Who don't scam? Really got a dummy finna send me cheese
Real jack stacker, as we speak, finna catch me three
Jake hit my telly every time a new season drop
iPhone got more sauce in it than a pizza box
Ironic how all my dawgs gotta flee the cops
Lil' b*t*h think I'm SpotEmGottem when I beat the box
Really came from Cali but my b*t*h is a Miamian
f**k what you heard, n***a, tell me what you said to him
He be like me, why the f**k would I be scared of him?
Strap got some nuts, you would've thought this b*t*h a lesbian
Somewhere on the road jamming, unkie in the trap with [?]
Dior t-shirt cost eight, you in Abercrombie
Fat b*t*h tryna flirt with me like her ass ain't sloppy
Red and purple spike walkers looking like a bag of Takis
I done turned a hundred jacks in, you can ask my akhi
Bro'll slide with a stick on him and a mask like hockey
Turned the tables on his tough-ass when I flashed the Glocky
I was down below, now I'm rich, thought my ass was Rocky
You said you made what? Let me show you something
If you still scared to take a risk, you ain't gon' get you nothing
I took a risk and spent my last just to load up
Found a fire site and some dumps then we Pro'd up
Ksubi pockets fat as hell, I'm looking like a sumo wrestler
Clip longer than a paragraph, I'll shoot a lecture
Too clutch, I'ma hit the winning shot through the pressure
Spread out the dog sh*t, it's longer than a school semester
Yeah
Ayy, ayy, sh*ttyBoyz
Damn, Machu, why'd you have to do 'em like that?
Damn, Machu, why you have to do 'em like that?
Ayy, sh*ttyBoyz
Burning rubber in the Challey when I skrrt around
Summer '19, was giffy trips and turn arounds
Every Glock you see me with come with a thirty round
Real life scammer, b*t*h, I do the sh*t you heard about
b*t*h, bro Sprite got a dab of Wocky
Me and gang stepping through this b*t*h, we the Jabbawockeez
MIA scoring touchdowns, think our ass the Dolphins
Tryna grab the chain off my neck? You gon' grab a coffin
Ayy
Watch that backdoor, you might just see yo mans running out
It's a cold world, you never know what n***as do for clout
Told her add me up, why the f**k this b*t*h done lose some count?
Tables always turned, we the ones they used to talk about
Huh, chain got a couple colors, baby, come and see the water
The way that you hoes act, I pray that I don't have a daughter
Don't compare no n***as 'cause I swear to God my n***as harder
Young turnt n***a, I'm just looking for a Mrs. Parker
Caught him at the bus stop dripping, with his cool-ass
I would listen to that new tape but you ass
Coupe too fast, couldn't see it when we flew past
sh*t talking to a random b*t*h, with my rude-ass
Went from bench player to a star, feel like MVP
Big-ass crib, the type you used to see on MTV
Who don't scam? Really got a dummy finna send me cheese
Real jack stacker, as we speak, finna catch me three
Jake hit my telly every time a new season drop
iPhone got more sauce in it than a pizza box
Ironic how all my dawgs gotta flee the cops
Lil' b*t*h think I'm SpotEmGottem when I beat the box
Really came from Cali but my b*t*h is a Miamian
f**k what you heard, n***a, tell me what you said to him
He be like me, why the f**k would I be scared of him?
Strap got some nuts, you would've thought this b*t*h a lesbian
Somewhere on the road jamming, unkie in the trap with [?]
Dior t-shirt cost eight, you in Abercrombie
Fat b*t*h tryna flirt with me like her ass ain't sloppy
Red and purple spike walkers looking like a bag of Takis
I done turned a hundred jacks in, you can ask my akhi
Bro'll slide with a stick on him and a mask like hockey
Turned the tables on his tough-ass when I flashed the Glocky
I was down below, now I'm rich, thought my ass was Rocky
You said you made what? Let me show you something
If you still scared to take a risk, you ain't gon' get you nothing
I took a risk and spent my last just to load up
Found a fire site and some dumps then we Pro'd up
Ksubi pockets fat as hell, I'm looking like a sumo wrestler
Clip longer than a paragraph, I'll shoot a lecture
Too clutch, I'ma hit the winning shot through the pressure
Spread out the dog sh*t, it's longer than a school semester
Yeah
Ayy, ayy, sh*ttyBoyz
