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Cold Snap (feat. Casey Orange) Video (MV)




Performed By: Nola Müu
Language: English
Length: 3:22
Written by: Akinola Meheux




Nola Müu - Cold Snap (feat. Casey Orange) Lyrics




We 'bout to give you life
You can feel it in your cells
Straight outta heaven
But I'm giving niggers hell

Okay I'm back on my Johnson
Send you rock bottom
This coloured niggers a problem
Somebody's tying my boots up or something
Somebody's tying my noose up
Every verse is a bird, every verse is gift
Every verse is a swing, every verse is swish
All your tracks are weak, you need a band aid
Let me take the lead, for the bands sake
Come in the game like a jack in the box
You on your mama's couch jacking it off
Play time, play time, I play in the bars
Like it's monkey business, this playground is ours
They wishing on us like we already stars
I'm rooted in war, like I'm coming from Mars
I'll make a racket if I go out to Venus
But it's all love as I beat on Uranus
I'm just tryna get a personal seamstress
I'm just tryna be a person of interest
Tarji P no more hidden figures
Get so many numbers I aint got enough fingers
Nola's World n we got different states
Had to make my bid they went and raised the stakes
No alternative, I'm a special case
Shift out my way, I control the space

I'm bout to go on a cold snap
Go on a cold snap
I'm bout to go on a cold snap
I'm bout to go on a cold snap
Go on a cold snap
I'm bout to go on a cold snap
Go on a cold snap
I'm bout to go on a cold snap
I'm bout to go on a cold snap
Go on a cold snap

I'm bout to go on a cold snap
Freeze the frame, these moments bout to be kodak
All-a these rappers are rapping the same
All-a these rappers are crowding the lane
These niggers is fake, bars are full cap
Mannequin niggers rocking a snap back
Said you were coming, the game ain't wet yet
Ain't gone in, you pre-ejected
Between me and you, theres a stark difference
I ride for the people, you ride to be famous
Every lil' rapper claims to be king
You ain't even king in the house that you in
Cutting down nigger's, you ain't leave no choice
When you address me better cut that no noise
Still roll with the boys from back in the day
Steam roll the beat I'm paving the way

I'm bout to go on a cold snap
Go on a cold snap
I'm bout to go on a cold snap
I'm bout to go on a cold snap
Go on a cold snap
I'm bout to go on a cold snap
Go on a cold snap
I'm bout to go on a cold snap
I'm bout to go on a cold snap
Go on a cold snap

Man I'm feeling like I can really blow up
Man I'm feeling like I can really blow up
Man I'm feeling like I can really blow up
Man I'm feeling like I can really blow up

I just turned cold, man I really gone cold
Feeling for blanket on my soul
I just turned cold, man I really gone cold
Feeling for blanket on my soul

Feeling for blanket on my soul
Feeling for blanket on my soul
Feeling for blanket on my soul
Feeling for blanket on my soul
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English

We 'bout to give you life
You can feel it in your cells
Straight outta heaven
But I'm giving niggers hell

Okay I'm back on my Johnson
Send you rock bottom
This coloured niggers a problem
Somebody's tying my boots up or something
Somebody's tying my noose up
Every verse is a bird, every verse is gift
Every verse is a swing, every verse is swish
All your tracks are weak, you need a band aid
Let me take the lead, for the bands sake
Come in the game like a jack in the box
You on your mama's couch jacking it off
Play time, play time, I play in the bars
Like it's monkey business, this playground is ours
They wishing on us like we already stars
I'm rooted in war, like I'm coming from Mars
I'll make a racket if I go out to Venus
But it's all love as I beat on Uranus
I'm just tryna get a personal seamstress
I'm just tryna be a person of interest
Tarji P no more hidden figures
Get so many numbers I aint got enough fingers
Nola's World n we got different states
Had to make my bid they went and raised the stakes
No alternative, I'm a special case
Shift out my way, I control the space

I'm bout to go on a cold snap
Go on a cold snap
I'm bout to go on a cold snap
I'm bout to go on a cold snap
Go on a cold snap
I'm bout to go on a cold snap
Go on a cold snap
I'm bout to go on a cold snap
I'm bout to go on a cold snap
Go on a cold snap

I'm bout to go on a cold snap
Freeze the frame, these moments bout to be kodak
All-a these rappers are rapping the same
All-a these rappers are crowding the lane
These niggers is fake, bars are full cap
Mannequin niggers rocking a snap back
Said you were coming, the game ain't wet yet
Ain't gone in, you pre-ejected
Between me and you, theres a stark difference
I ride for the people, you ride to be famous
Every lil' rapper claims to be king
You ain't even king in the house that you in
Cutting down nigger's, you ain't leave no choice
When you address me better cut that no noise
Still roll with the boys from back in the day
Steam roll the beat I'm paving the way

I'm bout to go on a cold snap
Go on a cold snap
I'm bout to go on a cold snap
I'm bout to go on a cold snap
Go on a cold snap
I'm bout to go on a cold snap
Go on a cold snap
I'm bout to go on a cold snap
I'm bout to go on a cold snap
Go on a cold snap

Man I'm feeling like I can really blow up
Man I'm feeling like I can really blow up
Man I'm feeling like I can really blow up
Man I'm feeling like I can really blow up

I just turned cold, man I really gone cold
Feeling for blanket on my soul
I just turned cold, man I really gone cold
Feeling for blanket on my soul

Feeling for blanket on my soul
Feeling for blanket on my soul
Feeling for blanket on my soul
Feeling for blanket on my soul
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Writer: Akinola Meheux
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