Bretski - Too Cold (feat. Chubby C) Lyrics

I am too cold brown hundreds and my neck froze
Got ya hoe figure 4'd in a limo
Homie got a new whip it's a droptop
Pull up make a bitch wet
Bring the mops out
I just let my brothers in
Cut off a lot of friends
Bretski Chubby C we don't make amends
We countin dividends
No you can't contend
Hope it never ends
Now can I say do you f*ckin' feel me now
Do you f*ckin feel me now do you f*ckin' feel me now
Pull up in a new whip its drop top
Pull up make a bitch wet
Bring the mops out
I just let my brothers in
Cut off a lot of friends
Bretski Chubby C we don't make amends

I Pull up at the party I'll body up any body
I'll body you in the lobby
I'm probably walking wobbly
Been a few years since I picked up the pen
Took a step back and I'll never quit again
My friend got ten
Other friend let 'em in
She grin go spend we win
And you know I gotta ounce in the back pack
Rollin up green crack make you sit back
Ice in my cardiac (Agh)
Don't have a heart attack (Nah)
Cause you know I got 4 in the foreign
I'm pourin' and scorin' a deuce up
In 2 cups I'm too f*cked that's whassup and I'm stuck with no luck

I am too cold brown hundreds and my neck froze
Got ya hoe figure 4'd in a limo
Homie got a new whip it's a droptop
Pull up make a bitch wet
Bring the mops out
I just let my brothers in
Cut off a lot of friends
Bretski Chubby C we don't make amends
We countin dividends
No you can't contend
Hope it never ends
Now can I say do you f*ckin' feel me now
Do you f*ckin' feel me now do you f*ckin feel me now
Pull up in a new whip its drop top
Pull up make a bitch wet
Bring the mops out
I just let my brothers in
Cut off a lot of friends
Bretski Chubby C we don't make amends

Do you f*ckin' feel me now I'm yellin' ayoo
Takin' Frontwoods to the face if you say so
I'm Rollin' with my f*ckin' kid but I don't play doe
The lights gon' dim out when we walkin' in
Its concentrated smokin' on a pen
I chose this gas up over oxygen
I said I'm flauntin' I don't want a friend
300 just to bring that bottle in
This henny just gon make my pockets spend
Half a rack up on medusa head
Anotha rack and then I'm losin' it
A catalogue filled up with boujee shit
And if I like it I might do a bit