GMG Lulheim - Cold Days (feat. LulSwerve & TrayLoaded) текст песни

Текст песни Cold Days (feat. LulSwerve & TrayLoaded) - GMG Lulheim



Lost my mind when I was fourteen, we get head shots with no beams
Might eat that bitch for protein
Broke ass nigga don't got no chains
Love my bitch might buy her four rings
Got some diamonds in my ear rings
Can't touch my phone can't talk to siri, walk 'em down in some amiris
Cartier can't see you clearly, only Heim she want to marry
Niggas sons and I'm the parent, niggas copy like a parrot
She post a picture like and share it, play that diss I want to hear it
Kick through your front door, backdoor
Fuck 'bout a bitch I got too many rackz hoe
Ex nigga trippin' can't give me his at though
She gave me his drop but he ain't even at home
She like it rough get to breaking her backbone
Stay 'bout my business I'm thuggin' with two phones
She like my voice so she made me her ringtone
When the streets get hot got to lay low
If your man act fake better play slow, rod gon' slide on the opps with a draco
Yea I step the way I step because I run this shit
Damn a nigga the police got her I can't cuff the bitch
And if I feel like taking out some trash you kno' I'm dumping it
Yea we trying to get his fucking friends they said it's smoke they ducking it
(Productions, yea yea)
Audemars on my fucking wrist, young niggas trying to get rich
Niggas mad niggas throwing fits, been out the hood since I was six
Up the drake blow you a kiss
Send a drop we ain't doing no dissing
Hard head 'cause they say I don't listen, GMG windows tinted we fishing
Police on my ass I check he mirror, all I see is flashing lights
Niggas claim they really 'bout it but I don't believe the hype
I don't like beefing on the net all they want to do is type
Shawty really talkin' gangsta and she said I really love her
Fuck the opps they steady watching, ex bitch she steady stalkin'
G19 up in the joggers, RIP to my soldiers falling
On my dick these hoes be calling
It's a new year I'm going harder, 10 bandz and it's stuck in my wallet
Bro got xans and he poppin' them bottles
Ppp, ebt, how the fuck you get rich in less than a week
I heard that she moved on but she stuck on me
I got cash flow bank teller loving me
Do the dash in that fast thang cops know what's up with me
It's like living in hell to have death on your hands
Told my lil brother to stick to the plan, if you ain't GMG then you don't understand
Lost my mind when I was fourteen, we get head shots with no beams
Might eat that bitch for protein
Broke ass nigga don't got no chains
Love my bitch might buy her four rings
Got some diamonds in my ear rings
Can't touch my phone can't talk to siri, walk 'em down in some amiris
Cartier can't see you clearly, only Heim she want to marry
Niggas sons and I'm the parent, niggas copy like a parrot
She post a picture like and share it, play that diss I want to hear it
Kick through your front door, backdoor
Fuck 'bout a bitch I got too many rackz hoe
Ex nigga trippin' can't give me his at though
She gave me his drop but he ain't even at home
She like it rough get to breaking her backbone
Stay 'bout my business I'm thuggin' with two phones
She like my voice so she made me her ringtone
When the streets get hot got to lay low
If your man act fake better play slow, rod gon' slide on the opps with a draco
Mexican plug just threw me the pesos
Got a bad bitch she gon' do what I say so
Slide on the opp block, making 'em lay low
Aim for his head we gon' give him a halo
Bought sum shit might give it to kemo
Missing a shot you like Shaq at the free throw
Up, down, left, right, hit with cheat codes
Can't slide on my block, know we keep them poles
Uh, these niggas be bitches they ain't in the feild
He was talkin' that shit but I know it ain't real
If I aim for the head then I bet it's gon spill
Glock on my hip you get popped like a pill
Duce in the wok yea I'm poppin' the seal
Scoping the nigga up top of the hill
Poking the nigga if I'm in the shell
Move 'em I guarantee we shoot him
Hit him in his madula, clip longer then a ruler
Slide on him like a scooter, blood driven like a jewler
Forkhold I think I think I need a jewler
Call up black I bet a shooter



Авторы: Jahyem Malcolm


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дата релиза
03-06-2022




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