paroles de chanson So Cold - Money Man

How could you be so cold
I got them packs on the road
I wanna travel the globe
I'mma go in beast mode

I wanna put my hands on you
I run that money up too
I just sent a location bae come thru

Yeah bring her friend with you
Yeah I'mma have fun with you
Shawty get comfortable

How could you be so cold
How can you have no heart
How can you have no feelings

Keep everything bottled up
You don't like to talk to much
That trap shit give you a rush
I just wanna swipe these cards

Damn she bad my God
Damn she bad good Lord
And I got designer galore
Take it off what you waiting for
This exotic gonna cost you more

I don't come to you
I just wanna cum on you
I just wanna fuck on you
I just wanna love on you
I'mma send a hundred through

I just wanna travel around the Atlas
I done already peeped, you attracted
Nigga everything we do massive
Serve a nigga Runtz with the packaging
She be on her knees like a Baptist

Heard she do yoga she athletic
I'mma bend her over like stretches
She the type that like to get aggressive
I'm the type that like to sale pressure
Every bag came with extra
No nobody fuck me better
Don't nobody suck me better

How could you be so cold
I got them packs on the road
I wanna travel the globe
I'mma go in beast mode

I wanna put my hands on you
I wanna run that money up too
I just sent a location bae come thru

Yeah bring her friend with you
Yeah imma have fun with you
Shawty get comfortable

How could you be so cold
How can you have no heart
How can you have no feelings

Keep everything bottled up
You don't like to talk to much
That trap shit give you a rush
I just wanna swipe these cards

Damn she bad my God
Damn she bad good Lord
And I got designer galore
Take it off what you waiting for
This Exotic gonna cost you more

I don't wanna come to you
I just wanna cum on you
I just wanna fuck on you
I just wanna love on you

I'mma send a hundred through