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[Intro]
(Glokmane)
[Pre-Chorus]
It's so cold, it's so cold, baby
(It's so cold, it's so cold)
It's so cold, it's so cold, baby
(It's so cold, it's so cold)
Stupid fly
[Chorus]
Oh my gosh, baby
Oh my gosh, let's get high, baby
Let's get high (High)
It's so cold, I don't know why, baby (Why, why?)
Huh, oh my God
I'm with the flyest bitch, she so fly (Pfft)
It's straight glammer swag, match my fly (Fly)
I been off ecstasy (Fly), I been off rocks
I been off roxy, roxy
[Verse]
And this hoe call me papi, papi (Papi, papi)
And yeah, I'm flying in private, private
This hoe off molly, molly (Skrrt)
This hoe got mileage, mileage (Skrrt)
Spin off with yo' shit, what you gon' do 'bout it, 'bout it?
She got a BBL, I'm tryna fuck that whole body, body
I think she wanna fuck the squad just 'cause we clouted, clouted
It's so cloudy, cloudy
So much 'xotic, 'xotic
It's exotic, party
Playboy, no Carti
Run up, run up
Run it, run it
Can't stop me, stop me (Stop me)
I'm in her stomach, stomach (Her stomach)
I'm not beefin' with niggas (Yeah)
'Cause they too bummy, bummy, yeah
(Glokmane)
[Pre-Chorus]
It's so cold, it's so cold, baby
(It's so cold, it's so cold)
It's so cold, it's so cold, baby
(It's so cold, it's so cold)
Stupid fly
[Chorus]
Oh my gosh, baby
Oh my gosh, let's get high, baby
Let's get high (High)
It's so cold, I don't know why, baby (Why, why?)
Huh, oh my God
I'm with the flyest bitch, she so fly (Pfft)
It's straight glammer swag, match my fly (Fly)
I been off ecstasy (Fly), I been off rocks
I been off roxy, roxy
[Verse]
And this hoe call me papi, papi (Papi, papi)
And yeah, I'm flying in private, private
This hoe off molly, molly (Skrrt)
This hoe got mileage, mileage (Skrrt)
Spin off with yo' shit, what you gon' do 'bout it, 'bout it?
She got a BBL, I'm tryna fuck that whole body, body
I think she wanna fuck the squad just 'cause we clouted, clouted
It's so cloudy, cloudy
So much 'xotic, 'xotic
It's exotic, party
Playboy, no Carti
Run up, run up
Run it, run it
Can't stop me, stop me (Stop me)
I'm in her stomach, stomach (Her stomach)
I'm not beefin' with niggas (Yeah)
'Cause they too bummy, bummy, yeah
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