Hearts cold, better turn off the AC
I'm wavy, coming up like I'm KC
Can't stop me, number one like Tracy
Got the best, how I whip the Mercedes
Hearts cold, better turn off the AC
I'm wavy, coming up like I'm KC
Can't stop me, number one like Tracy
Got the best, how I whip the Mercedes
Cold hearted, my blood froze like a freezer
Real shit I'm speaking out like a preacher
Want the beef I can kill my life fifa
Pop a shawty never with a Trisha
Never f*cking with a Trisha or skis
How I'm coming up smoking the reefer
10k, single threat was a heater
Last second, stepping back was a beater
She ain't want f*ck, had to delete her
So hot, I guess I got a fever
Young boy, step on you like a teacher
Shawty want me but I don't want to meet her
Fast car, had to put it in sport
16, had to hop in a Porsche
Married to money don't want a divorce
Loving all profit, yeah I need some more
Yeah I need more, yeah I want more
Don't need a bitch, don't need a whore
Making Music how I'm loving the door
Up top while you down on the floor
Heating up like lava
Burning up from the core
There's a robbery at the store
Turning up never bored
How I'm rich but was poor
Hearts cold, better turn off the AC
I'm wavy, coming up like I'm KC
Can't stop me, number one like Tracy
Got the best, how I whip the Mercedes
Hearts cold, better turn off the AC
I'm wavy, coming up like I'm KC
Can't stop me, number one like Tracy
Got the best, how I whip the Mercedes
Stick wit no safety
I'm on deck but they don't wanna face me
I'm the best so nobody phase me
I'm on tec, so I don't even feel me
Common back, say you f*cking with pasty's
Kevin whack, he been acting real spacey
Only fax that I spit when I taste t
Only bags that I get are with money
Uh no no, you can't say that you love me
See you flop, I think that it's so funny
Love ma songs but they wanna love me
I can't bluff, guess I get I wanted
From the start, I went broke cus I funded
All of my dawgs, cus they mofo muffins
Now we on back to back revving our mufflers
Hot in this shit like it's mofo blubber
What is your number, song leaked it's a problem
Hot girl she's a bummer, I went to the store
Came back there was more, all on me like cover
Pray for a pre-Madonna
No Dolce Gabana
I might be a father
I might be a brother, leave them bois unbothered
Hearts cold better turn off the AC
Young gravy coming up like I'm KC
Can't stop me number one like I'm Tracy
Got the best how I whip the Mercedes
Hearts cold better turn off the AC
Drink up how I'm sipping this Nestea
Turn up I might f*ck on yo bestie
Got the best how I whip the Mercedes
Mvrcel - Cold Hearted (feat. Shish.Ya) Lyrics
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Hearts cold, better turn off the AC
I'm wavy, coming up like I'm KC
Can't stop me, number one like Tracy
Got the best, how I whip the Mercedes
Hearts cold, better turn off the AC
I'm wavy, coming up like I'm KC
Can't stop me, number one like Tracy
Got the best, how I whip the Mercedes
Cold hearted, my blood froze like a freezer
Real shit I'm speaking out like a preacher
Want the beef I can kill my life fifa
Pop a shawty never with a Trisha
Never f*cking with a Trisha or skis
How I'm coming up smoking the reefer
10k, single threat was a heater
Last second, stepping back was a beater
She ain't want f*ck, had to delete her
So hot, I guess I got a fever
Young boy, step on you like a teacher
Shawty want me but I don't want to meet her
Fast car, had to put it in sport
16, had to hop in a Porsche
Married to money don't want a divorce
Loving all profit, yeah I need some more
Yeah I need more, yeah I want more
Don't need a bitch, don't need a whore
Making Music how I'm loving the door
Up top while you down on the floor
Heating up like lava
Burning up from the core
There's a robbery at the store
Turning up never bored
How I'm rich but was poor
Hearts cold, better turn off the AC
I'm wavy, coming up like I'm KC
Can't stop me, number one like Tracy
Got the best, how I whip the Mercedes
Hearts cold, better turn off the AC
I'm wavy, coming up like I'm KC
Can't stop me, number one like Tracy
Got the best, how I whip the Mercedes
Stick wit no safety
I'm on deck but they don't wanna face me
I'm the best so nobody phase me
I'm on tec, so I don't even feel me
Common back, say you f*cking with pasty's
Kevin whack, he been acting real spacey
Only fax that I spit when I taste t
Only bags that I get are with money
Uh no no, you can't say that you love me
See you flop, I think that it's so funny
Love ma songs but they wanna love me
I can't bluff, guess I get I wanted
From the start, I went broke cus I funded
All of my dawgs, cus they mofo muffins
Now we on back to back revving our mufflers
Hot in this shit like it's mofo blubber
What is your number, song leaked it's a problem
Hot girl she's a bummer, I went to the store
Came back there was more, all on me like cover
Pray for a pre-Madonna
No Dolce Gabana
I might be a father
I might be a brother, leave them bois unbothered
Hearts cold better turn off the AC
Young gravy coming up like I'm KC
Can't stop me number one like I'm Tracy
Got the best how I whip the Mercedes
Hearts cold better turn off the AC
Drink up how I'm sipping this Nestea
Turn up I might f*ck on yo bestie
Got the best how I whip the Mercedes
I'm wavy, coming up like I'm KC
Can't stop me, number one like Tracy
Got the best, how I whip the Mercedes
Hearts cold, better turn off the AC
I'm wavy, coming up like I'm KC
Can't stop me, number one like Tracy
Got the best, how I whip the Mercedes
Cold hearted, my blood froze like a freezer
Real shit I'm speaking out like a preacher
Want the beef I can kill my life fifa
Pop a shawty never with a Trisha
Never f*cking with a Trisha or skis
How I'm coming up smoking the reefer
10k, single threat was a heater
Last second, stepping back was a beater
She ain't want f*ck, had to delete her
So hot, I guess I got a fever
Young boy, step on you like a teacher
Shawty want me but I don't want to meet her
Fast car, had to put it in sport
16, had to hop in a Porsche
Married to money don't want a divorce
Loving all profit, yeah I need some more
Yeah I need more, yeah I want more
Don't need a bitch, don't need a whore
Making Music how I'm loving the door
Up top while you down on the floor
Heating up like lava
Burning up from the core
There's a robbery at the store
Turning up never bored
How I'm rich but was poor
Hearts cold, better turn off the AC
I'm wavy, coming up like I'm KC
Can't stop me, number one like Tracy
Got the best, how I whip the Mercedes
Hearts cold, better turn off the AC
I'm wavy, coming up like I'm KC
Can't stop me, number one like Tracy
Got the best, how I whip the Mercedes
Stick wit no safety
I'm on deck but they don't wanna face me
I'm the best so nobody phase me
I'm on tec, so I don't even feel me
Common back, say you f*cking with pasty's
Kevin whack, he been acting real spacey
Only fax that I spit when I taste t
Only bags that I get are with money
Uh no no, you can't say that you love me
See you flop, I think that it's so funny
Love ma songs but they wanna love me
I can't bluff, guess I get I wanted
From the start, I went broke cus I funded
All of my dawgs, cus they mofo muffins
Now we on back to back revving our mufflers
Hot in this shit like it's mofo blubber
What is your number, song leaked it's a problem
Hot girl she's a bummer, I went to the store
Came back there was more, all on me like cover
Pray for a pre-Madonna
No Dolce Gabana
I might be a father
I might be a brother, leave them bois unbothered
Hearts cold better turn off the AC
Young gravy coming up like I'm KC
Can't stop me number one like I'm Tracy
Got the best how I whip the Mercedes
Hearts cold better turn off the AC
Drink up how I'm sipping this Nestea
Turn up I might f*ck on yo bestie
Got the best how I whip the Mercedes
Writer: Marcel Monincx, Robert Kowal
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid