Backpack Cold Hart (Ft. Sickboyrari)

[Intro: Cold Hart]
Cold Hart
Black Kray
GBC (Aye)
Goth Money

[Verse 1: Cold Hart]
My backpack (Backpack)
My backpack (Backpack)
I might have some drugs in my Gucci backpack (Gucci, Gucci, Gucci)
My bags packed (Bags packed)
My bags packed (Yeah)
I might leave home and never come back (No, no)
My backpack (Backpack)
My backpack (My backpack)
I might pull up to the scene, Tommy backpack (Tommy)
Like that (It's like that)
Yeah it's like that (Yeah)
Shawty so boujee but I like her like that (Goddamn)
These hoes mad (Woah)
But I'm glad (Hahaha)
We at the citadel and we poppin' tags (Poppin' tags)
I might go to Tokyo just to blow a bag (Tokyo)
She might be in Japanese clothing when I'm back (Oh my god)
I might not lie (Nah)
I might not cry (No)
But the pain I feel yeah, I feel it inside (Inside)
Just look at my ride (Woah)
Watch the engine cry (Rrah, rrah)
When I'm on the highway, I be flying right by (Zoom, zoom, zoom)
Remember watching MTV, Pimp My Ride (Okay)
Now I pull up in the navigation inside (Where you at?)
Me and HOTBOY KK in that brand new ride (Kray, Kray)
Riding dirt bikes down the block all night (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Shawty is a vampire and she might bite (Woah)
I'm in Texas and LA, same night
Rolling fat woods, now I'm feeling so nice (So nice)
You ain't living right but this is just my life (This is just my life)
Yeah