[Intro: Max B]
Paul Couture, Max Biggavel
This what we sound like baby (Couture)

[Chorus: Max B]
I'm so cold
Baby, why your blood zero below?
No matter how many tries
Nobody really ever sees us unless we froze
She said nigga, "You got a mouth like gold
But your heart like snow, you're so cold"
See I got a thing for you and I can't let go, I'm goin' home

[Verse 1: Max B]
They recommended semi-automatic weapons
Tradition, fuck a second amendment as long as they legal
They independent niggas
Hands in the sin box, dealers and killas tryna make a play
She ain't get the best of me, schemin' like a refugee
Daddy, what's the password? Screamin', "Open sesame"
Ain't a nigga fuck it yet, Bigga you the first
I be bangin', she be buckin' back
They ain't give me nuttin' yeah
They just say the same shit
We just play the games
Speak my name Don Biggie, it came to change
Nigga, we came, saw, conquered
Eloquent music, God is my mantra
Pop out your closet like boogie monster
Workin' like Fonda, workin' like a sponsor
Leavin' in a Cadillac, pulled up in a Honda
Said her name was Lexis, mama named Shonda
Fuck for a couple 150 dollar massages, yeah
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