I got the money, I'm dripped with this fashion
Scammin' my hobby but rappin' my passion
I'm pourin' a four now I'm feelin' fantastic
You stretchin' your money but mine is elastic
My homie was real then he turned into plastic
I heard he got murked on the news it was tragic
I'm makin' this money no it is not magic (No no!)
These niggas be cappin' cuz they really hatin' (They hatin')
They act like your dog take a shit then they shakin' (God damn)
Them niggas gon' hate when they see what you makin' (God damn)
But them be the niggas that's never gon' make it
If you play with your life, then I'm gonna take it (Doo Doo Doo)
Chef clutchin' that 40 no he never fakin' (Bow)
It's not where we from so bodies be breakin'
How niggas so cold don't get it mistaken
Cookin' you pigs, all y'all niggas is bacon
Y'all niggas ain't solid, y'all always be breakin'
Been keepin' it real now body be achin'
I f*ck her so good that her legs just be shakin'
My mind on money so I'ma go get it
Still bustin' these yachts cuz it's keeping me fitted
I'm smokin' on loud while you smokin' on midgets
I'm f*ckin' bad bitches, you f*ckin' on midgets!
Pop me a seal been ready to kill
Since I was young I been ready to steal
Know some niggas that'll murk you for meals
Got myself rich I ain't sign me no deal
I could care less, give a f*ck how you feel
Ice on my neck it be giving me chills
Pop me a pill now I'm ready to chill
I hit for ten now I'm ready to chill
I got the money, I'm dripped with this fashion
Scammin' my hobby
But rappin' my passion
I'm pourin' a four now I'm feelin' fantastic
You stretchin' your money but mine is elastic
My homie was real then he turned into plastic
I heard he got murked on the news it was tragic
I'm makin' this money no it is not magic (No no!)
These niggas be cappin' cuz they really hatin' (They hatin')
They act like your dog take a shit then they shakin' (God damn)
Them niggas gon' hate when they see what you makin' (God damn)
But them be the niggas that's never gon' make it
If you play with your life, then I'm gonna take it (Doo Doo Doo)
Chef clutchin' that 40 no he never fakin' (Bow)
It's not where we from so bodies be breakin'
How niggas so cold don't get it mistaken
Solo Vic - Heart Cold As Ice Lyrics
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I got the money, I'm dripped with this fashion
Scammin' my hobby but rappin' my passion
I'm pourin' a four now I'm feelin' fantastic
You stretchin' your money but mine is elastic
My homie was real then he turned into plastic
I heard he got murked on the news it was tragic
I'm makin' this money no it is not magic (No no!)
These niggas be cappin' cuz they really hatin' (They hatin')
They act like your dog take a shit then they shakin' (God damn)
Them niggas gon' hate when they see what you makin' (God damn)
But them be the niggas that's never gon' make it
If you play with your life, then I'm gonna take it (Doo Doo Doo)
Chef clutchin' that 40 no he never fakin' (Bow)
It's not where we from so bodies be breakin'
How niggas so cold don't get it mistaken
Cookin' you pigs, all y'all niggas is bacon
Y'all niggas ain't solid, y'all always be breakin'
Been keepin' it real now body be achin'
I f*ck her so good that her legs just be shakin'
My mind on money so I'ma go get it
Still bustin' these yachts cuz it's keeping me fitted
I'm smokin' on loud while you smokin' on midgets
I'm f*ckin' bad bitches, you f*ckin' on midgets!
Pop me a seal been ready to kill
Since I was young I been ready to steal
Know some niggas that'll murk you for meals
Got myself rich I ain't sign me no deal
I could care less, give a f*ck how you feel
Ice on my neck it be giving me chills
Pop me a pill now I'm ready to chill
I hit for ten now I'm ready to chill
I got the money, I'm dripped with this fashion
Scammin' my hobby
But rappin' my passion
I'm pourin' a four now I'm feelin' fantastic
You stretchin' your money but mine is elastic
My homie was real then he turned into plastic
I heard he got murked on the news it was tragic
I'm makin' this money no it is not magic (No no!)
These niggas be cappin' cuz they really hatin' (They hatin')
They act like your dog take a shit then they shakin' (God damn)
Them niggas gon' hate when they see what you makin' (God damn)
But them be the niggas that's never gon' make it
If you play with your life, then I'm gonna take it (Doo Doo Doo)
Chef clutchin' that 40 no he never fakin' (Bow)
It's not where we from so bodies be breakin'
How niggas so cold don't get it mistaken
Scammin' my hobby but rappin' my passion
I'm pourin' a four now I'm feelin' fantastic
You stretchin' your money but mine is elastic
My homie was real then he turned into plastic
I heard he got murked on the news it was tragic
I'm makin' this money no it is not magic (No no!)
These niggas be cappin' cuz they really hatin' (They hatin')
They act like your dog take a shit then they shakin' (God damn)
Them niggas gon' hate when they see what you makin' (God damn)
But them be the niggas that's never gon' make it
If you play with your life, then I'm gonna take it (Doo Doo Doo)
Chef clutchin' that 40 no he never fakin' (Bow)
It's not where we from so bodies be breakin'
How niggas so cold don't get it mistaken
Cookin' you pigs, all y'all niggas is bacon
Y'all niggas ain't solid, y'all always be breakin'
Been keepin' it real now body be achin'
I f*ck her so good that her legs just be shakin'
My mind on money so I'ma go get it
Still bustin' these yachts cuz it's keeping me fitted
I'm smokin' on loud while you smokin' on midgets
I'm f*ckin' bad bitches, you f*ckin' on midgets!
Pop me a seal been ready to kill
Since I was young I been ready to steal
Know some niggas that'll murk you for meals
Got myself rich I ain't sign me no deal
I could care less, give a f*ck how you feel
Ice on my neck it be giving me chills
Pop me a pill now I'm ready to chill
I hit for ten now I'm ready to chill
I got the money, I'm dripped with this fashion
Scammin' my hobby
But rappin' my passion
I'm pourin' a four now I'm feelin' fantastic
You stretchin' your money but mine is elastic
My homie was real then he turned into plastic
I heard he got murked on the news it was tragic
I'm makin' this money no it is not magic (No no!)
These niggas be cappin' cuz they really hatin' (They hatin')
They act like your dog take a shit then they shakin' (God damn)
Them niggas gon' hate when they see what you makin' (God damn)
But them be the niggas that's never gon' make it
If you play with your life, then I'm gonna take it (Doo Doo Doo)
Chef clutchin' that 40 no he never fakin' (Bow)
It's not where we from so bodies be breakin'
How niggas so cold don't get it mistaken
Writer: OSWARD VICTOR LUGARDO
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave