Testo Cold Storm

Living live of a don, I showed my momma
How I got these bitches, making all of my commas
Bitches all on my dick, right, 'cause I'm the shit, right
And I make real shit right and you bring your whole click right
Tonight's the night we live life, throw that dress on, make it tight
Make it fit, bitch, 'cause you impressing me
I'll lose control you keep pressing me
This the party of the year, grab the jeep Grab the Porsche, hit the motherfucking gear
Grab my motherfucking beer, Soho, Uptown, I rose in a year
GawdsSpeed we in here, GawdsSpeed we in here
We just took our time, never fear, never fear the roads
This path's getting clearer boy, we look in the mirror, boy
The fairest in the land, you drop hella late, we don't hear you, boy

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These bitches lying, why these bitches lying
These niggas lying, just keep on lying
Why these bitches lying, why they keep on lying
Why these niggas lying, why they keep on lying

They never sending shots, they never cooking coke in a pot, yeah
Whipping in the spot, we shut the whole block down
We got the whole lot popping, who the fuck gonna stop me
Shit, ain't nobody gonna stop me, shit, I ain't even gonna stop me
Bitch, I ain't even done talking, yeah, don't ever interrupt me, nigga
I had to deal with a couple niggas that love interrupting niggas
Got the whole club bussing, nigga, Juan got the mag and he bussing, nigga
'gardens we don't fuck with niggas, we don't tussle, niggas
Straight buckle boy, new wave in the jungle

Riding on a bike in a cold storm
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