This is poetry nigga
My home is as cold as the flows I deliver
You know I'm a dick, poke holes in ya swisher
Dulce de Leche I'm sweatin' tequila
They don't get the message, I'm sendin' them shivers
Smokin' my Woods like I'm burnin' some timber
We didn't talk business then I don't remember
I'm never frontin', never holdin' back
But if we rollin' know I'm holdin' sacks of the dopest thraxx
Where the grinder at
Yeah, f*ck nigga, where my lighter at
Better find it 'fore I have to fye yo ass
Ridin' dirty with expired tags, just the life we lived and I was fine with that
But now I'm climbin' back, tryna make it right
Geekin' off the drugs throughout the day and night
Lil bitch, what the f*ck these niggas talkin' bout
Not shit
Sleepin' on a nigga; easiest way to get boxed in
Mach 10 flow like my studio's in a cockpit
Gossip like a bitch, watch a pussy nigga get dropkicked
Say they want the heat but I'm still reluctant to drop this
I'm still slept on
Still obnoxious
Wakin' these motherf*ckers up they makin' me nauseous
Boy tell me why you sleepin' on a nigga so cold
A nigga so cold
A nigga so cold, boy I really wanna know
A nigga so cold
A nigga so cold, tell me why you sleepin' on a nigga so cold
Is it 'cause I ain't friends with all of the right people
Spammin' No Jumper and flexin' because my pint sealed
Lil bitch, take ten steps back and look what you gettin' into before you decide to act
Yuh, 'You're All F*cked' 6k it's a wrap
I ain't ever lookin' back to the shitty numbers I had
I got motivation to snap every time I'm writin' a track
Oh we used the same beat
No, I killed it, you ate the scraps
Lil bitch, take ten steps back, maybe further
I don't wanna have a witness to all this lyrical murder
Got more bars than a prison and any rapper you heard of
Crept up on the game, now they all disconcerted
I'm lit, only fire you got is a Bunsen burner
And the only beef you want is from a dollar menu burger
Tryna juug a nigga flow, keep wishin' Timmy Turner
Tryna juug a nigga flow, keep wishin' Timmy Turner
Lil bitch
Lil bitch
Lil bitch
Lil bitch
Lil bitch
Lil bitch
Lil bitch
Yung Hazy - Cold Shoulder Lyrics
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This is poetry nigga
My home is as cold as the flows I deliver
You know I'm a dick, poke holes in ya swisher
Dulce de Leche I'm sweatin' tequila
They don't get the message, I'm sendin' them shivers
Smokin' my Woods like I'm burnin' some timber
We didn't talk business then I don't remember
I'm never frontin', never holdin' back
But if we rollin' know I'm holdin' sacks of the dopest thraxx
Where the grinder at
Yeah, f*ck nigga, where my lighter at
Better find it 'fore I have to fye yo ass
Ridin' dirty with expired tags, just the life we lived and I was fine with that
But now I'm climbin' back, tryna make it right
Geekin' off the drugs throughout the day and night
Lil bitch, what the f*ck these niggas talkin' bout
Not shit
Sleepin' on a nigga; easiest way to get boxed in
Mach 10 flow like my studio's in a cockpit
Gossip like a bitch, watch a pussy nigga get dropkicked
Say they want the heat but I'm still reluctant to drop this
I'm still slept on
Still obnoxious
Wakin' these motherf*ckers up they makin' me nauseous
Boy tell me why you sleepin' on a nigga so cold
A nigga so cold
A nigga so cold, boy I really wanna know
A nigga so cold
A nigga so cold, tell me why you sleepin' on a nigga so cold
Is it 'cause I ain't friends with all of the right people
Spammin' No Jumper and flexin' because my pint sealed
Lil bitch, take ten steps back and look what you gettin' into before you decide to act
Yuh, 'You're All F*cked' 6k it's a wrap
I ain't ever lookin' back to the shitty numbers I had
I got motivation to snap every time I'm writin' a track
Oh we used the same beat
No, I killed it, you ate the scraps
Lil bitch, take ten steps back, maybe further
I don't wanna have a witness to all this lyrical murder
Got more bars than a prison and any rapper you heard of
Crept up on the game, now they all disconcerted
I'm lit, only fire you got is a Bunsen burner
And the only beef you want is from a dollar menu burger
Tryna juug a nigga flow, keep wishin' Timmy Turner
Tryna juug a nigga flow, keep wishin' Timmy Turner
Lil bitch
Lil bitch
Lil bitch
Lil bitch
Lil bitch
Lil bitch
Lil bitch
My home is as cold as the flows I deliver
You know I'm a dick, poke holes in ya swisher
Dulce de Leche I'm sweatin' tequila
They don't get the message, I'm sendin' them shivers
Smokin' my Woods like I'm burnin' some timber
We didn't talk business then I don't remember
I'm never frontin', never holdin' back
But if we rollin' know I'm holdin' sacks of the dopest thraxx
Where the grinder at
Yeah, f*ck nigga, where my lighter at
Better find it 'fore I have to fye yo ass
Ridin' dirty with expired tags, just the life we lived and I was fine with that
But now I'm climbin' back, tryna make it right
Geekin' off the drugs throughout the day and night
Lil bitch, what the f*ck these niggas talkin' bout
Not shit
Sleepin' on a nigga; easiest way to get boxed in
Mach 10 flow like my studio's in a cockpit
Gossip like a bitch, watch a pussy nigga get dropkicked
Say they want the heat but I'm still reluctant to drop this
I'm still slept on
Still obnoxious
Wakin' these motherf*ckers up they makin' me nauseous
Boy tell me why you sleepin' on a nigga so cold
A nigga so cold
A nigga so cold, boy I really wanna know
A nigga so cold
A nigga so cold, tell me why you sleepin' on a nigga so cold
Is it 'cause I ain't friends with all of the right people
Spammin' No Jumper and flexin' because my pint sealed
Lil bitch, take ten steps back and look what you gettin' into before you decide to act
Yuh, 'You're All F*cked' 6k it's a wrap
I ain't ever lookin' back to the shitty numbers I had
I got motivation to snap every time I'm writin' a track
Oh we used the same beat
No, I killed it, you ate the scraps
Lil bitch, take ten steps back, maybe further
I don't wanna have a witness to all this lyrical murder
Got more bars than a prison and any rapper you heard of
Crept up on the game, now they all disconcerted
I'm lit, only fire you got is a Bunsen burner
And the only beef you want is from a dollar menu burger
Tryna juug a nigga flow, keep wishin' Timmy Turner
Tryna juug a nigga flow, keep wishin' Timmy Turner
Lil bitch
Lil bitch
Lil bitch
Lil bitch
Lil bitch
Lil bitch
Lil bitch
Writer: Luis Soto
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