Songtexte COLD BREW - ASTA

One in a krillion, your kinda fat
Gyat (yeah)

Blowing cigarette in the fucking back of the van
I blow my money super fast cause i mo'fuckin can

This sum cold brew, with a little sugar addiction
i throw my money in the air i don't care how i spend it
Doing everything i love, i don't care about no numbers
I would fuck up anything i have just to hand It to my brothers

Ohh, tell me every little regret
I'll import sounds inside your head
Don't matter if i'm alive or dead
I'll keep it pushing to the end

Nothing but sound up in your ears
Could care less if you put your blood sweat and tears

Could care less about all the fucking fuck shit
Introvert motherfucker never stepping into the function
I could rap, i can sing tell me why wouldn't i brag
I could hop on any song, make it mine that's a fact
Remember when i was broke and now im walking like a bad bitch
Yeah, i heard you want static, pussy boy you Can have it
Doing everything to self destruct
Homies think i'm tripping saying they don't give a fuck
I don't care about the numbers, i don't give a fuck
I don't care about getting that number one

This sum cold brew, with a little sugar addiction
i throw my money in the air i don't care how i spend it
Doing everything i love, i don't care about no numbers
I would fuck up anything i have just to hand It to my brothers

Ohh, tell me every little regret
I'll import sounds inside your head
Don't matter if i'm alive or dead
I'll keep it pushing to the end