CVS Hustle - Cold

Splash on these niggas make a mess when I drip
Yeah I'm turning up these phones everytime my bitch trip
We can go rack for rack we can slap zip for zip
Just know I don't go nowhere without my forty on my hip
Yeah we brought them rolls up in here its crystal clear
See my wrist froze and my ear
This shit sick catch a cold nigga I'm a polar bear
I put snow in all the hoods shit I'm known everywhere
They hate my brother Ty but niggas ain't gone touch a hair
Knock his jaw from his chin if a nigga think im playing
Yeah I probably fucked his bitch dude mad she a fan
Try that shit again and you niggas getting fanned
Run up in here you gone end up like yo mans
Slap a hunnit in a year next year do that shit again
Slap the profit ob the bed watch how quick I get the head
Pills berry dough boy watch how quick I get the bread
It ain't no money issue here I got different problems
Like damn I jist spilled some lean on my balenciaga
Like all the bullshit that I go through with my baby mama
Make it back flip watch how I stack every dollar
I had an epiphany and that shit turned to stacking geez
Now I got the green and gold like im on the packer team
They gone feel the aftermath I know these niggas after me
How I'm balling on these niggas like an athlete
They ain't running shit yeah them niggas got some bad feet
I'm Stacey nigga get yo pussy ass in the back seat
I think they watching Demo we gone have to take the back street
We was riding round this bitch with them fat heats
Splash on these niggas make a mess when I drip
Yeah I'm turning up these phones everytime my bitch trip
We can go rack for rack we can slap zip for zip
Just know I don't go nowhere without my forty on my hip
Yeah we brought them rolls up in here its crystal clear
See my wrist froze and my ear
This shit sick catch a cold nigga I'm a polar bear
I put snow in all the hoods shit I'm known everywhere

Written by:
Travell Johnson

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