Cold
I put my side bitch on hold
I'm with the gang
Slime
We whippin your nose
I got them bottoms they red like a rose
Add in some in ice in the pot it just froze
Whoa
Whoa

I put my side bitch on hold
I'm with the gang
Slime
We whippin your nose
I got them bottoms they red like a rose
Add in some in ice in the pot it just froze
Whoa
Whoa


Im with my pros on the block shooting throws
Designer look good like damn what are those
Oh
Those Spikes on toes
Dont get to close
I got a toast
I am the host
I could most but you all wanna fold
Oh
Dreams in a rarri
Hop out suicide doors
Im bout to pour me a four
Give some more
Racks no fold
Snakes in the city I know
Haters they mad we gon blow
Supa slimey i keep four poles
Finna put four in your soul
Whoa
Dubs
Bags
They lovin they mad
Drippin so much i might pop off the tag
Views from the heights you never done had
Birds eye view i flew to the bag
She like the foreign
Told its a jag

I put my side bitch on hold
I'm with the gang
Slime
We whippin your nose
I got them bottoms they red like a rose
Add in some in ice in the pot it just froze
Whoa
Whoa

I put my side bitch on hold
I'm with the gang
Slime
We whippin your nose
I got them bottoms they red like a rose
Add in some in ice in the pot it just froze
Whoa
Whoa