[Part 1]
[Intro]
Look
[Verse 1]
I got some bones to pick
You ain't heard no one as cold as this (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Give me the stick, let me hold this shit
You make a move, I'ma blow this bitch
You 'bout to get what you supposed to get, uh
I don't know this trick
Why she keep blowin' my phone and shit? (Ayy)
Will someone please tell me whose ho this is? (Ayy, ayy)
Nigga, you know who the coldest is? (Coldest is?)
Who's cold as this?
My Lambo got too many options, I don't even know what mode this in (Ayy)
Nigga, you know who flow this is? (Flow this is?)
I just stole this shit
Niggas act like I ain't supposed to be rich
Like I ain't grow up where the roaches live
Likе I ain't come up, like—
How do you spell "Crazy"? G-E-N-I-U-S
How do you spеll "Pay me"? I-R-S
What you know about mental health when you live in hell and you out of meds?
What the fuck is a meltdown when my meltdown's on a private jet?
Woah, labels ain't wanna sign the check (Joyner)
Then I got on my Ye shit, turned every no to a solid yes
I don't care about who's poppin' now, let the whole world know I am next
I ain't quittin' 'til I touch the sky or a nigga livin' on the ISS (Brrt, brrt)
[Intro]
Look
[Verse 1]
I got some bones to pick
You ain't heard no one as cold as this (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Give me the stick, let me hold this shit
You make a move, I'ma blow this bitch
You 'bout to get what you supposed to get, uh
I don't know this trick
Why she keep blowin' my phone and shit? (Ayy)
Will someone please tell me whose ho this is? (Ayy, ayy)
Nigga, you know who the coldest is? (Coldest is?)
Who's cold as this?
My Lambo got too many options, I don't even know what mode this in (Ayy)
Nigga, you know who flow this is? (Flow this is?)
I just stole this shit
Niggas act like I ain't supposed to be rich
Like I ain't grow up where the roaches live
Likе I ain't come up, like—
How do you spell "Crazy"? G-E-N-I-U-S
How do you spеll "Pay me"? I-R-S
What you know about mental health when you live in hell and you out of meds?
What the fuck is a meltdown when my meltdown's on a private jet?
Woah, labels ain't wanna sign the check (Joyner)
Then I got on my Ye shit, turned every no to a solid yes
I don't care about who's poppin' now, let the whole world know I am next
I ain't quittin' 'til I touch the sky or a nigga livin' on the ISS (Brrt, brrt)
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