TheRealEnvyp - Cold

(Marko, did you make this?)
Kicking it with some pre-rolls
If it ain't money, then put it on hold
Counting benjis, my wrist so cold
Working from night to salida del sol
Kicking it with some pre-rolls
If it ain't money, then put it on hold
Counting benjis, my wrist so cold
Working from night to salida del sol
Kicking it with some pre-rolls
If it ain't money, then put it on hold
Counting benjis, my wrist so cold
Working from night to salida del sol
Kicking it with some pre-rolls
If it ain't money, then put it on hold
Counting benjis, my wrist so cold
Working from night to salida del sol
My life compared to most, a certified extravaganza
Big stepper with a view, feel like a veranda
If I stretch this money, then that shit gone be a panorama
Can't even use my family name, but you niggas don't know the answers
Make you double-take like red light cams and shams you see posted on the 'Gram
Ice on my wrist when I walk in the party, it show the bouncer just who I am
I come with class cuz I made this paper my life, you know I really had to cram
Shawty said bring me to the crib, I told her "10-4" like the Rams
Kicking it with some pre-rolls
If it ain't money, then put it on hold
Counting benjis, my wrist so cold
Working from night to salida del sol
Kicking it with some pre-rolls
If it ain't money, then put it on hold
Counting benjis, my wrist so cold
Working from night to salida del sol
Kicking it with some pre-rolls
If it ain't money, then put it on hold
Counting benjis, my wrist so cold
Working from night to salida del sol
Kicking it with some pre-rolls
If it ain't money, then put it on hold
Counting benjis, my wrist so cold
Working from night to salida del sol

Written by:
Nathan Ansah

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