DJK - Cold Nigga

Yea
Uh huh
I hopped out the whip on some get money shit
Lame ass nigga got bitch in his grind
Stupid ass nigga i got money on my mind
Dumb ass nigga i got plans for my savings
I got it on my mind in case a nigga trytta play me
And niggas tried to take my credit
But ain't shit made me
Ya potna making threats prolly get hit wit the heat
Dead meat dead meat
Ya potna on his last breath dead street
No heart beat
No more tweets
Can't make a status
Nigga whats happening
Gotta grind till i cop that drop top and i'm mashin
I just got some top from this slim thick from college
I came back wit two bad hoes hella knowledge
Focused on weath you get rich and now you selfish
Cold nigga never play wit my nose nigga
And if you trytta cross me i'mma cold nigga
My momma taught me never play wit yo nose nigga
And if you ask about me i'mma cold nigga
I hopped out wit my threads on lil nigga i'm da flyest
You pop off at the mouth but you never gone ride
You clown ass niggas ain't gone never be raw
Alot of sucka nigga i guess that's the new fashion
Cold nigga never play wit my nose nigga
And if you trytta cross me i'mma cold nigga
Cold nigga never play wit yo nose nigga
And if you ask about me i'mma cold nigga
Cold nigga never play wit yo nose nigga
And if you trytta play me i'mma cold nigga
My momma taught me never play wit yo nose nigga
And if you ask about me i'mma cold nigga
I hop out now shit lit nigga whats happenin
I came back relax i'm ya babymommas baby
She be like man that nigga DJK crazy
Dumb nigga go dumb nigga

Written by:
Darion Nash

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