Cold As December OTM
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[Intro: Blue Pesos]
Let them things in the air
Come pay me, don't play with me, bitch
Ain't no bums, only joints in the building
Pay me what I want, don't make me call up [?]
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
It get cold as December, summer feel like winter
Bouncin' out with killers, two chains, don't stare at 'em
She say she want a winner, come try your luck, Addy
That's an opp I spot in that Challenger, shoot at him
It get cold as December
Shit
It get cold as December
It get cold as December
[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
Bouncin' out the coupe, Rami chain on freeze
She ain't tryna pay P, then she gotta fuck the team
Them just all black stacks, what you paid for them jeans?
I need the whole fee out you, bitch, fuck a strip tees
Fuck a nigga mean? We ain't lost one step
I'll hit him with the beam, he want this Bart off my neck
You could go, I'm exclusive, sorry, bitch, I'm the catch
Niggas die every day, step wrong, you'll be next
Put him on the platter with a steak and a lobster
Been that, been that, I'll put that on my father
He ain't nothin' but a caption, he's a goner
The stick in my denim keep fuckin' up my posture
"Here he go again, P, you a monster"
I'm Bart Simpson, I just pull up with Sideshow
Trust me, I ain't worried 'bout that opp, he gon' die soon
They say it's hot in the land
Let them things in the air
Come pay me, don't play with me, bitch
Ain't no bums, only joints in the building
Pay me what I want, don't make me call up [?]
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
It get cold as December, summer feel like winter
Bouncin' out with killers, two chains, don't stare at 'em
She say she want a winner, come try your luck, Addy
That's an opp I spot in that Challenger, shoot at him
It get cold as December
Shit
It get cold as December
It get cold as December
[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
Bouncin' out the coupe, Rami chain on freeze
She ain't tryna pay P, then she gotta fuck the team
Them just all black stacks, what you paid for them jeans?
I need the whole fee out you, bitch, fuck a strip tees
Fuck a nigga mean? We ain't lost one step
I'll hit him with the beam, he want this Bart off my neck
You could go, I'm exclusive, sorry, bitch, I'm the catch
Niggas die every day, step wrong, you'll be next
Put him on the platter with a steak and a lobster
Been that, been that, I'll put that on my father
He ain't nothin' but a caption, he's a goner
The stick in my denim keep fuckin' up my posture
"Here he go again, P, you a monster"
I'm Bart Simpson, I just pull up with Sideshow
Trust me, I ain't worried 'bout that opp, he gon' die soon
They say it's hot in the land
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