It's the cold wind
Let's go
Chillin' in this puffer, that's some cold wind
Niggas startin' wars, I promise you won't see the end
Never settle once, if I want something, it come in twins
This here a Maybach, bitch, this ain't no f*ckin' Benz
How you run your mouth, when your bitch givin' me mouth
All these hoes is snowin' and you runnin' like it's get out
He posted on the gram, but I promise it's not his house
We already ran his block and we spray that whole house
Its getting lonely nigga
Why Im messing with these phony niggas like
Its crazy when you at the top man, Its lonely as f*ck
Passion what I'm on, man I'm too locked in So don't bother hitting' my phone
Like to see my face when I pop up this piece chrome
When hoes hear that word, ain't thinkin' of them hearts
Shorty say she love me, I do not want no part
They use that word loosely, cause last week she was arched
I'm checkin' on my phone
Wait, hold on, what this nigga say
Ahmaad pussy, Ahmaad pussy
Uh,Uh,Uh,Uh, he talkin' on the net
He said that shit like months ago, he still ain't did nothin' yet
But I applaud you, takin' off on that nigga when he asked
I know he sent that to you, man, you shoulda told him it was trash
Why you lyin' to your CEO, he the one that give you checks
I'ma be honest, I know that's your boss, man, but what's next
If he comin' out with more trash, how that make you look
You workin' for a bum-ass nigga, man, I be shook too, yeah
Like, if my CEO was wavin' white flags
I don't know if I can work for that man no more
I don't know, thats just me though
Yeah, yeah, let's go
Wavin' up them flags, why he wavin' up these flags
Wavin' up them flags, why he wavin' up them
Wavin' up them flags, why he wavin' up
Wavin' up them white flags, wavin' up them white flags
Yeah, yeah, bitch, you better come correct
Speakin' on my name, but you out here livin' check to check
If you got a girl, man, I'm sorry for it
This the Maad show, man, that's all, folks
I think I gotta stop, I think I really gotta stop
I'm beatin' on a dead horse right now
He's already grindin' to a pulp
I think I gotta chill out
It was a good run, though
Great run
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It's the cold wind
Let's go
Chillin' in this puffer, that's some cold wind
Niggas startin' wars, I promise you won't see the end
Never settle once, if I want something, it come in twins
This here a Maybach, bitch, this ain't no f*ckin' Benz
How you run your mouth, when your bitch givin' me mouth
All these hoes is snowin' and you runnin' like it's get out
He posted on the gram, but I promise it's not his house
We already ran his block and we spray that whole house
Its getting lonely nigga
Why Im messing with these phony niggas like
Its crazy when you at the top man, Its lonely as f*ck
Passion what I'm on, man I'm too locked in So don't bother hitting' my phone
Like to see my face when I pop up this piece chrome
When hoes hear that word, ain't thinkin' of them hearts
Shorty say she love me, I do not want no part
They use that word loosely, cause last week she was arched
I'm checkin' on my phone
Wait, hold on, what this nigga say
Ahmaad pussy, Ahmaad pussy
Uh,Uh,Uh,Uh, he talkin' on the net
He said that shit like months ago, he still ain't did nothin' yet
But I applaud you, takin' off on that nigga when he asked
I know he sent that to you, man, you shoulda told him it was trash
Why you lyin' to your CEO, he the one that give you checks
I'ma be honest, I know that's your boss, man, but what's next
If he comin' out with more trash, how that make you look
You workin' for a bum-ass nigga, man, I be shook too, yeah
Like, if my CEO was wavin' white flags
I don't know if I can work for that man no more
I don't know, thats just me though
Yeah, yeah, let's go
Wavin' up them flags, why he wavin' up these flags
Wavin' up them flags, why he wavin' up them
Wavin' up them flags, why he wavin' up
Wavin' up them white flags, wavin' up them white flags
Yeah, yeah, bitch, you better come correct
Speakin' on my name, but you out here livin' check to check
If you got a girl, man, I'm sorry for it
This the Maad show, man, that's all, folks
I think I gotta stop, I think I really gotta stop
I'm beatin' on a dead horse right now
He's already grindin' to a pulp
I think I gotta chill out
It was a good run, though
Great run
Let's go
Chillin' in this puffer, that's some cold wind
Niggas startin' wars, I promise you won't see the end
Never settle once, if I want something, it come in twins
This here a Maybach, bitch, this ain't no f*ckin' Benz
How you run your mouth, when your bitch givin' me mouth
All these hoes is snowin' and you runnin' like it's get out
He posted on the gram, but I promise it's not his house
We already ran his block and we spray that whole house
Its getting lonely nigga
Why Im messing with these phony niggas like
Its crazy when you at the top man, Its lonely as f*ck
Passion what I'm on, man I'm too locked in So don't bother hitting' my phone
Like to see my face when I pop up this piece chrome
When hoes hear that word, ain't thinkin' of them hearts
Shorty say she love me, I do not want no part
They use that word loosely, cause last week she was arched
I'm checkin' on my phone
Wait, hold on, what this nigga say
Ahmaad pussy, Ahmaad pussy
Uh,Uh,Uh,Uh, he talkin' on the net
He said that shit like months ago, he still ain't did nothin' yet
But I applaud you, takin' off on that nigga when he asked
I know he sent that to you, man, you shoulda told him it was trash
Why you lyin' to your CEO, he the one that give you checks
I'ma be honest, I know that's your boss, man, but what's next
If he comin' out with more trash, how that make you look
You workin' for a bum-ass nigga, man, I be shook too, yeah
Like, if my CEO was wavin' white flags
I don't know if I can work for that man no more
I don't know, thats just me though
Yeah, yeah, let's go
Wavin' up them flags, why he wavin' up these flags
Wavin' up them flags, why he wavin' up them
Wavin' up them flags, why he wavin' up
Wavin' up them white flags, wavin' up them white flags
Yeah, yeah, bitch, you better come correct
Speakin' on my name, but you out here livin' check to check
If you got a girl, man, I'm sorry for it
This the Maad show, man, that's all, folks
I think I gotta stop, I think I really gotta stop
I'm beatin' on a dead horse right now
He's already grindin' to a pulp
I think I gotta chill out
It was a good run, though
Great run
Writer: Ahmaad Abdul-Haqq
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid