Ricker Redd - Cold Feet

You got cold feet but I don't I hit the furnist
Them niggas down this street all you got to do is turn it
And let me out or let me drive and you can pop out
Shit I don't matter either way it go he knocked out

Kaboom bitch
Like a bomb I just exploded
In as shoot out now I still got bullets no reloading
Who got a problem with us I swear to god you don't want it
Shit feel like mortal K come on show me my opponent
Niggas pussy like a cat and I ain't talking bout a lion
Niggas capping bout them stories shit why all your niggas dying
Jitterbug don't follow me cause I don't set a good example
Shit I try the best I can but I'm still gon keep the hammer
Nail a nigga to the ground respectfully and full of manners
And if you bm in the way this 223 it's finna slam her
All I see blue in hundreds money machine it's finna jam up
And cram up
And I can't save a damsel ya heard

You got cold feet but I don't I hit the furnist
Them niggas down this street all you got to do is turn it
And let me out or let me drive and you can pop out
Shit I don't matter either way it go he knocked out

You got cold feet but I don't I hit the furnist
Them niggas down this street all you got to do is turn it
And let me out or let me drive and you can pop out
Shit I don't matter either way it go he knocked out

And you got pussy ways and yea I notice you a woman
Nigga tell you to come here and here you dog you coming
Yo daddy was a bitch so you know that you s bitch too
Talking out yo pants when you know that they don't fit you
I'm a pit up in the game yous a muthafuckin shitzu
You better not drop your loc cause you knowing ima getchu
And you swearing they your homie but is your sure them niggas with you
Cause wen I drop this money I stg that they won't miss you

You got cold feet but I don't I hit the furnist
Them niggas down this street all you got to do is turn it
And let me out or let me drive and you can pop out
Shit I don't matter either way it go he knocked out

You got cold feet but I don't I hit the furnist
Them niggas down this street all you got to do is turn it
And let me out or let me drive and you can pop out
Shit I don't matter either way it go he knocked out

Written by:
David Bradley

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