COLD $NOT (Ft. Lil Secret)

[Intro: Lil Secret]
That's a two piece
Ziplock bag full of... let me smoke
Yuh, yuh

[Verse 1: Lil Secret]
Ziplock bag full of dope, let me smoke
Crack another zip, got me movin' slo-mo
Chinchilla coat when the winter get cold
Anything you need, I could get for the low, yah
Yah, and this money never slow
Racin' through the check, bitch, you know how it go
All about this money, you would think that I was too rich
I ain't tryna do relationship, these bitches foolish
Yah, off that Perc', it got me numb, yah
Yah, put my dick up on yo' bitch's tongue, yah
Yah, I got all this gas up in my lungs, yah
Yah, what, what?
Stress on my mind, bitch, I'm prayin' for a bankroll
Pressure from in my lungs, feel like I could never take nun'
Ain't about that money then we cannot conversate, no
Ain't about that money then we (Yuh), yah

[Interlude: $NOT]
Ayy, uh, what, what?
Yuh, yuh, uh
Run the dope to the [?], what? Ayy
Yuh, ayy, ayy