Lyrics Cold Story (feat. Rosé Da Baby) - Berran Lee

Okay these hoes ain′t ours boy we stole em
I put my feelins in cigars and I roll em
I kept it real from the start yeah I showed em
But I can't let em pull my card Texas Hold′em
I put my heart on chill now issa cold one
Say she want me to pay her bills and get her toes done
If that's the case you better suck me like I'm golden
If that′s the case you better fuck me like I′m chosen

In the night I hear em talk
Coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road
I lost my soul
To a muhfuggin woman so heartless

She say she in love with me
Tell her don't bother
You can′t get in touch with me
Girl I'm hot lava
Misery need company
I ain′t with the drama
I can't let you 1Up on me girl
That′s on my mama
Same nigga that's gon dap you
Prolly stab you in the back
Niggas don't fight they shoot
Don′t be surprised if I go get the strap
Ain′t no catchin me lackin
Back in the game like what's hannin
From the front to the back end
I run the field like it′s madden
That's on my bro, uh, what you ain′t know? Uh uh
No I don't go outside, it be 2Cold
Like they already know I fly,
I′m layin low
Get the picture
Hatin niggas whisper
Take me witcha bro
Fuck up outta here

Okay these hoes ain't ours boy we stole em
I put my feelins in cigars and I roll em
I kept it real from the start yeah I showed em
But I can't let em pull my card Texas Hold′em
I put my heart on chill now issa cold one
Say she want me to pay her bills and get her toes done
If that′s the case you better suck me like I'm golden
If that′s the case you better fuck me like I'm chosen

She my 3am I hit her up she coming faithfully
Bust it then she dipping told her I still need my vacancy
I knew I′m the one when all my exes start to hate on me
Duffle nigga I be in the rink where all the skaters be
Young nigga Drip is insane
These niggas drier than paint
Talk with her tongue and her brain
Pussycat has to get slain
Do what I want and you can't
Wake up I′m thinking bout bank
By 30 I need a few mills
Making executive deals
If you want smoke then you know where I live
Talking my shit it come straight from the rib
Talking her shit I put dick in her rib
Mad cuz I be around the snakes
If he my slime then it's okay
Won't drop a dime won′t catch a case
I push the gas go state to state
If I′m in last imma be straight
Know when I come up it's gonna be great
Handle my business I′m making it shake
Just let me be yeah
Gave you glasses cuz I know you like to stare at me
You don't fuck wit me no more I tell them basically
Really hustle gotta get it this ain′t make believe
All my dogs they gotta eat

Okay these hoes ain't ours boy we stole em
I put my feelins in cigars and I roll em
I kept it real from the start yeah I showed em
But I can′t let em pull my card Texas Hold'em
I put my heart on chill now issa cold one
Say she want me to pay her bills and get her toes done
If that's the case you better suck me like I′m golden
If that′s the case you better fuck me like I'm chosen

In the night I hear em talk
Coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road
I lost my soul
To a muhfuggin woman so heartless