Uhh, way too cold
Oh, way too cold, uhh
Way too cold (Wyatt, get to it)
I don't need to check, I know we done made this a mess
Go ahead, get this shit off of your chest
Pop the Molly, fell in love with the X
Call me up when she under duress
Call me up when she wanna have sex
Crush up the face in the Rolex (way too cold, woah, way too cold, woah)
Peter Parker, I hop in the SP5DER, ayy
Kill the pussy, it's dead on arrival
I don't think they do this in the Bible
I ain't plannin' on finishin' the bottle
No cap no kizzy, white girl named Lizzy
I'm in your city for the night
I'm tryna get dirty if that's alright
I'm heatin' up, that's a Fenty
If I fuck you good then I meant it
Really had to go take me a minute, woah
She can't even get out a sentence
I can tell you grew up goin' to Lennox
You just shop when you get in your feelings
No, don't worry baby, this is tinted
[?] I really push a button to start the car
The [?] on the hood is not a facade
I'm tryna fuck with nothin' else involved
I'm tryna nut but I'm in this shit raw
Go hit us a lick, we gon' duck the law, uhh
[?] like she swipin' cards
Way too many shots, way too many thots
Ever since Virgil left everything been Off
I put this shit on no matter the cost
She left a nigga to fuck with a boss
[?]
I don't need to check, I know we done made this a mess
Go ahead, get this shit off of your chest
Pop the Molly, fell in love with the X
Call me up when she under duress
Call me up when she wanna have sex
Crush up the face in the Rolex (way too cold, woah, way too cold, woah)
Peter Parker, I hop in the SP5DER, ayy
Kill the pussy, it's dead on arrival
I don't think they do this in the Bible
I ain't plannin' on finishin' the bottle
No cap no kizzy, white girl named Lizzy
I'm in your city for the night
I'm tryna get dirty if that's alright
I think I poured me too much, oh shit I did it again
I fell in love with a slut, but I ain't [?]
She do anything for a bust, I told her "put down the meds"
I'm tryna get [?], if I smell my opp it's prolly cement
Me and twin caught a body, we the splash bros
She prolly gon' need a red rose
I tell her what to wear, she don't even like wearin' underwear
She don't even like to put the blick in her purse
She don't even like goin' to church, suck me up while I'm doin' a verse
I love when they fine as hell in person
[?], this bat silly
I just wanna turn an out back to me
I just wanna count up some money with bad bitches in L.A. somewhere tucked in the Hills
Just keepin' it real, uhh, that's just how I feel
I don't need to check, I know we done made this a mess
Go ahead, get this shit off of your chest
Pop the Molly, fell in love with the X
Call me up when she under duress
Call me up when she wanna have sex
Crush up the face in the Rolex (way too cold, woah, way too cold, woah)
Peter Parker, I hop in the SP5DER, ayy
Kill the pussy, it's dead on arrival
I don't think they do this in the Bible
I ain't plannin' on finishin' the bottle
No cap no kizzy, white girl named Lizzy
I'm in your city for the night
I'm tryna get dirty if that's alright
Tryna get dirty if that's alright