letra de cold world - babytron
[intro: babytron]
this b-tch is loud as h-ll
d-mn, machu, why’d you have to do ’em like that?
d-mn, machu, why you have to do ’em like that?
ayy, sh-ttyboyz
[verse 1: stanwill]
burning rubber in the challey when i skrrt around
summer ’19, was giffy trips and turn arounds
every glock you see me with come with a thirty round
real life scammer, b-tch, i do the sh-t you heard about
b-tch, bro sprite got a dab of wocky
me and gang stepping through this b-tch, we the jabbawockeez
mia scoring touchdowns, think our ass the dolphins
tryna grab the chain off my neck? you gon’ grab a coffin
[verse 2: trdee]
ayy
watch that backdoor, you might just see yo mans running out
it’s a cold world, you never know what n-ggas do for clout
told her add me up, why the f-ck this b-tch done lose some count?
tables always turned, we the ones they used to talk about
huh, chain got a couple colors, baby, come and see the water
the way that you hoes act, i pray that i don’t have a daughter
don’t compare no n-ggas ’cause i swear to god my n-ggas harder
young turnt n-gga, i’m just looking for a mrs. parker
[verse 3: babytron]
caught him at the bus stop dripping, with his cool-ass
i would listen to that new tape but you ass
coupe too fast, couldn’t see it when we flew past
sh-t talking to a random b-tch, with my rude-ass
went from bench player to a star, feel like mvp
big-ass crib, the type you used to see on mtv
who don’t scam? really got a dummy finna send me cheese
real jack stacker, as we speak, finna catch me three
[verse 4: stanwill]
jake hit my telly every time a new season drop
iphone got more sauce in it than a pizza box
ironic how all my dawgs gotta flee the cops
lil’ b-tch think i’m spotemgottem when i beat the box
[verse 5: trdee]
really came from cali but my b-tch is a miamian
f-ck what you heard, n-gga, tell me what you said to him
he be like me, why the f-ck would i be scared of him?
strap got some nuts, you would’ve thought this b-tch a lesbian
[verse 6: babytron]
somewhere on the road jamming, unkie in the trap with [?]
dior t-shirt cost eight, you in abercrombie
fat b-tch tryna flirt with me like her ass ain’t sloppy
red and purple spike walkers looking like a bag of takis
[verse 7: stanwill]
i done turned a hundred jacks in, you can ask my akhi
bro’ll slide with a stick on him and a mask like hockey
turned the tables on his tough-ass when i flashed the glocky
i was down below, now i’m rich, thought my ass was rocky
[verse 8: trdee]
you said you made what? let me show you something
if you still scared to take a risk, you ain’t gon’ get you nothing
i took a risk and spent my last just to load up
found a fire site and some dumps then we pro’d up
[verse 9: babytron]
ksubi pockets fat as h-ll, i’m looking like a sumo wrestler
clip longer than a paragraph, i’ll shoot a lecture
too clutch, i’ma hit the winning shot through the pressure
spread out the dog sh-t, it’s longer than a school semester
[outro: babytron]
yeah
ayy, ayy, sh-ttyboyz
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