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Paroles de la chanson Kold Shoulder par Lil Crix
[Lil Crix]
(Hmm, ATM)
Mm-mm
(Muddi Gold)
Ayy
Out here, out the way (Chubby goin' crazy, fool)
Yeah, go
Mm, mm-mm
Yeah, yeah, yeah
What I say, nigga?
[Lil Crix]
Itchin' for response, so I'ma give his ass the cold shoulder
Kidnap his brother, send him up just like a roller coaster
(Hmm, ATM)
Mm-mm
(Muddi Gold)
Ayy
Out here, out the way (Chubby goin' crazy, fool)
Yeah, go
Mm, mm-mm
Yeah, yeah, yeah
What I say, nigga?
[Lil Crix]
Itchin' for response, so I'ma give his ass the cold shoulder
Kidnap his brother, send him up just like a roller coaster
PB&J, a purple Drac' with a brown holster
Keep it special K like BLP, but I am not Kosher
[Lil Crix]
I shot him from afar, but walked him down, so I just got closer
That nigga ain't even a trapper, he's a faker, he's a damn poser
Nigga, I'm on track and I'm the train, nigga, move over
Maybach truck with a chauffeur, this ain't no Range Rover
Bitch, I'm slidin' on your BM, I'm 'bout to scoop her
Them niggas never had no cars, they takin' Ubers
I like a ho that cook and clean, I talk to cougars
Shot a nigga with a Drac', ain't with the Ruger, uh
Keep it special K like BLP, but I am not Kosher
[Lil Crix]
I shot him from afar, but walked him down, so I just got closer
That nigga ain't even a trapper, he's a faker, he's a damn poser
Nigga, I'm on track and I'm the train, nigga, move over
Maybach truck with a chauffeur, this ain't no Range Rover
Bitch, I'm slidin' on your BM, I'm 'bout to scoop her
Them niggas never had no cars, they takin' Ubers
I like a ho that cook and clean, I talk to cougars
Shot a nigga with a Drac', ain't with the Ruger, uh
New compressor on the switch, so it won't make a sound
Them niggas smokin' Blacks, bitch, I'm out here rollin' loud
How dare a nigga play
Pooh Sheisty, I'ma shoot the crowd (Pooh Sheisty)
I brought an extra stick in case I need an extra round (Round)
[Lil Crix]
Itchin' for response, so I'ma give his ass the cold shoulder
Kidnap his brother, send him up just like a roller coaster
PB&J, a purple Drac' with a brown holster
Keep it special K like BLP, but I am not Kosher
[BLP Kosher]
Them niggas smokin' Blacks, bitch, I'm out here rollin' loud
How dare a nigga play
Pooh Sheisty, I'ma shoot the crowd (Pooh Sheisty)
I brought an extra stick in case I need an extra round (Round)
[Lil Crix]
Itchin' for response, so I'ma give his ass the cold shoulder
Kidnap his brother, send him up just like a roller coaster
PB&J, a purple Drac' with a brown holster
Keep it special K like BLP, but I am not Kosher
[BLP Kosher]
Water, uh, uh (Um)
When Jew Sheisty died, they thought it was over
But that shit ain't over
How them fuckboys green? Grab a four-leaf clover
[BLP Kosher]
Draco came from Colorado, don't be bold, jit, I'm bolder
He was loafin' like it's all Gucci, knocked him out his loafers
Jit slid, his ass sore, get that boy a foam roller
Sheisty used to get them clips too, that boy a storm roller
Knocked shit out the park like Babe Ruth, you think them bars sweet
Gas prices never really mattered, we pullin' up on feet
When Jew Sheisty died, they thought it was over
But that shit ain't over
How them fuckboys green? Grab a four-leaf clover
[BLP Kosher]
Draco came from Colorado, don't be bold, jit, I'm bolder
He was loafin' like it's all Gucci, knocked him out his loafers
Jit slid, his ass sore, get that boy a foam roller
Sheisty used to get them clips too, that boy a storm roller
Knocked shit out the park like Babe Ruth, you think them bars sweet
Gas prices never really mattered, we pullin' up on feet
Dude pressed, grab a Smash Burger if it's really beef
The opps gon' touch the mantle, Earth's crust to all them boys beneath
I got two rounds, Jackie Tohn, Lowanda
See you, then I ran off, Boonk Gang, John Gabbana
What's in my Hawaiian shirt? I tuck the Tommy, no Bahama
Only way to go is two L's, fuckin' with that llama
Get, get to Florida, hop up off the plane, it feel like a sauna
Wody 'bout to blow the roof off, that boy a fuckin' bomber
Smith & Wesson, shit, I'm a knight in shinin' armor
Hangin' out inside your bushes, yeah, them boys some real gardeners
The opps gon' touch the mantle, Earth's crust to all them boys beneath
I got two rounds, Jackie Tohn, Lowanda
See you, then I ran off, Boonk Gang, John Gabbana
What's in my Hawaiian shirt? I tuck the Tommy, no Bahama
Only way to go is two L's, fuckin' with that llama
Get, get to Florida, hop up off the plane, it feel like a sauna
Wody 'bout to blow the roof off, that boy a fuckin' bomber
Smith & Wesson, shit, I'm a knight in shinin' armor
Hangin' out inside your bushes, yeah, them boys some real gardeners
[Lil Crix]
Itchin' for response, so I'ma give his ass the cold shoulder
Kidnap his brother, send him up just like a roller coaster
PB&J, a purple Drac' with a brown holster
Keep it special K like BLP, but I am not Kosher
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