Chevy G - Thirty Below (Prod. By Inferno)

Run up on em like free safeties
Niggas asking where the safe be
Two bad sisters like they pastries
I'm heatin it up, bring a fan in this bitch
Need two million up front, I'm demanding that shit
I'm so wavy, they tryna bring sand in this bitch
A dollar, a dream and a plan to get rich
Fuck all them cars, I need land in this bitch
I ain't landing on shit, I'm too high for all that
I got a short temper, you need to fall back
I remember when jobs didn't used to call back
All my soldiers ball like they name Roger Staubach
This is deadly assault
Give me my sentence take mine like a boss
Paying the cost
Not a foreigner to taking a loss
But the bounce back important, don't run out of sauce

Thirty below?
Yea that's cold as a bitch and that's cold as it gets like you frozen and shit
Sick and tired of niggas dozing and shit
Ignoring the fact that I'm chosen and shit
Stand up nigga, ten toes in this bitch

Thirty Below?
Yeah that's could as the winter
I light up the L you can take her to dinner
Running this shit like a sprinter but like a beginner cuz frankly I'm outta control

Thirty Below?
Yeah that's colder than snow
And that's colder than gold diggers poking them holes
Ain't no hope for these hoes
Unless it's dope in they nose
The only time they be the dopest of hoes
The dopest of souls, it might come to my sneakers
You know that my goal was to rep us though speaker
Cold as I bitch I might tax the feature
Thirty below, I'm more cold than your freezer/
Thirty below? yeah that's cold as the glades
And you roll kind of funny, you move like a blade
You who you are at the end of the day
I just check out ya bitch like the end of a stay
And we all bout to Black like the end of the greys
When them shots turn the strays and ya friend can get grazed
Ya colors gon show, you go back to ya ways
Thirty below as I'm froze in a daze
If my back on the wall, send them soldiers to play

Thirty Below?
Yeah that's cold as a bitch and that's cold as it gets like you frozen and shit
Sick and tired of niggas dozing and shit
Ignoring the fact that I'm chosen and shit
Stand up nigga, ten toes in this bitch
Thirty Below?
Yeah that's cold as the diamonds
Shittin on niggas I had to remind em
Moved out the city, don't know where to find em

Written by:
Kevin-Amir Bostic

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