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Heart Cold Video (MV)




Performed By: Quality TxxTurnt
Length: 2:26
Written by: Raquan Miller-Brown




Quality TxxTurnt - Heart Cold Lyrics




The port cold
That's why my heart on freeze
Now all a nigga know is blow I speak glockaneese

Heart cold I tuck my hearter in my jacket just to warm it up
The city say we cooling down we just warm it up
We couldn't chase a bitch down now they swarming us
I swear I gotta get a bag yeah that's a must
Cambino empty out that mag if u f*ck with us
Gluie get up on yo ass let dat Nina bust
Big smash he get a pass cus he one us
It's 4th a goal put s dot in the defense better rush
Can't understand what the f*ck he saying but jb with us
Twa twaty slaying heart brake kid yeah Gleek wit us
The uping pole so kickin do lil Jackboy Keem wit us
That light skin shit He will take yo c bitch who dat Lil kJ fuzz
The rap goat name Jaygo yeah he wit us
That good dope got ju croak
But bitch don't sleep on us
Ohh it's smoke let wuggz know I bet he tweak for us
U was gone when we starved so u can't eat wit us

The port cold
That's why my heart on freeze
Now all a nigga know is blow I speak glockaneese

Lil bitch we
Txx stepping on our opps grave
Tired of niggas claiming smoked but it ain't octane
And if it's static lmk just mention my name
TxxTurnt season we gone blow just like some propane
Lotta niggas mad cus they bitch belongs Txx my gang
Gotta screaming out Txx shit like she belongs in da gang

Drop da addy I pull up and let dat rugar bang
Choppa it go grata wont stop a until I see ya brain

Shorty give toppy it's sloppy suck like a water bottle
Gup make me cummy so cummy and she gone swalla
She eat it up go to town on the dick
I pull my pants up turn around and I spilt
Cus money keep calling and I got to have it
Making plays I can't stop till I'm f*cking mad rich
Shout out naz I call em fry but it's just a habit
Call up smash he leave u stretch like some f*ck plastic
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The port cold
That's why my heart on freeze
Now all a nigga know is blow I speak glockaneese

Heart cold I tuck my hearter in my jacket just to warm it up
The city say we cooling down we just warm it up
We couldn't chase a bitch down now they swarming us
I swear I gotta get a bag yeah that's a must
Cambino empty out that mag if u f*ck with us
Gluie get up on yo ass let dat Nina bust
Big smash he get a pass cus he one us
It's 4th a goal put s dot in the defense better rush
Can't understand what the f*ck he saying but jb with us
Twa twaty slaying heart brake kid yeah Gleek wit us
The uping pole so kickin do lil Jackboy Keem wit us
That light skin shit He will take yo c bitch who dat Lil kJ fuzz
The rap goat name Jaygo yeah he wit us
That good dope got ju croak
But bitch don't sleep on us
Ohh it's smoke let wuggz know I bet he tweak for us
U was gone when we starved so u can't eat wit us

The port cold
That's why my heart on freeze
Now all a nigga know is blow I speak glockaneese

Lil bitch we
Txx stepping on our opps grave
Tired of niggas claiming smoked but it ain't octane
And if it's static lmk just mention my name
TxxTurnt season we gone blow just like some propane
Lotta niggas mad cus they bitch belongs Txx my gang
Gotta screaming out Txx shit like she belongs in da gang

Drop da addy I pull up and let dat rugar bang
Choppa it go grata wont stop a until I see ya brain

Shorty give toppy it's sloppy suck like a water bottle
Gup make me cummy so cummy and she gone swalla
She eat it up go to town on the dick
I pull my pants up turn around and I spilt
Cus money keep calling and I got to have it
Making plays I can't stop till I'm f*cking mad rich
Shout out naz I call em fry but it's just a habit
Call up smash he leave u stretch like some f*ck plastic
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Writer: Raquan Miller-Brown
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