Текст песни Cold ! - Gray Kyd

Touched down in RVA she call me I left unanswered
Not a joker but I swear nigga RIP Heath Ledger
30 round 30 round Glock bitch wanna check yea I measured
Draco sounding mad that bitch got a temper

Damn how the hell you cold
It just turned December
I'm doing wrong and right but I swear that I'm a sinner
Counting all these band fuck yo' bitch and then I tip her
Feel like T-Pain the way I'm fuckin on these strippers
Why you in yo' feelings why you all up in yo mood
Steady asking for a hand out
Margiela on the jeans so you know it do not say it now
Get these bitches off of me
Counting so much money look like I just hit the lottery
You believe it if you want
You talking bout' them toys but you ain't even got them guns
He talking out his head but now he ain't even got one
Talking all this shit on god you niggas my sons
I just slapped this bitch wit' a whole lotta ones

Touched down in RVA she call me I left unanswered
Not a joker but I swear nigga RIP Heath Ledger
30 round 30 round Glock bitch wanna check yea I measured
Draco sounding mad that bitch got a temper