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letra de coldest winter - raz st. laurent

back up on my sh-t
cause i got love for these hunnids
can’t smile up with deez n-ggas b-tch i come from gutta
n-ggas talking off they jaw but they be soft as the b-tta
be the man up at the top u can’t be trustin a runner

lamborghini dreams please don’t get me started
i dominate the game i’m winnin every quarter
whip wid no ceilings feel like i’m mr carter
b-tch gon f-ck me for inches u better suck it harder

hottest n-gga out, this ain’t no slight heat
i be walkin on these n-ggas in my nikes
steady bodying rappеrs no need to like me
sip coronas but flow is on covid 19
see me out in public thеy seein a star
b-tch i’m comin from nothing life been harder than hard
i ain’t stoppin for nothin b-tch i’m goin in hard
and that’s word up to my cousins i been playin these cards
i ain’t fold ain’t been home in a minute
she gon do it for money honey poppin that kitty
say she love me well prove it baby carry deez kiddies
i’m rockin like pop smoke but i’m movin like diddy
n im riding for the fam cause i don’t care for the city
leave some n-ggas in the past i couldn’t carry em wimme
i swear they really had the nerve to say my sh-t wasn’t litty
energy feel like jigga and i’m keepin it jiggy
told my haters how i’m coming know they thought i was kidding
back up on my sh-t
cause i got love for these hunnids
can’t smile up with deez n-ggas b-tch i come from gutta
n-ggas talking off they jaw but they be soft as the b-tta
be the man up at the top u can’t be trustin a runner

lamborghini dreams please don’t get me started
i dominate the game i’m winnin every quarter
whip wid no ceilings feel like i’m mr carter
b-tch gon f-ck me for inches u better suck it harder

coldest winter and i feel it heavy
and it’s only getting closer
so you better already
i keep a glock with an extension if you come you get it
i been faded for a couple days
i spin the block ill air it out dont make me feel away
i’m never leaving my defense they’ll never get away
call it dirt i never leave it imma let it bang
i hit my plug up on the east side
drive slow with it, shooter with me
yea you know that he ride
talkin all that smoke yea you know that he lied
yea

- raz st laurent

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