Cold Soul - Internet Gangsta

Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?
COLD
I got ill intentions and I sure ain't holding back
I don't need no friendships cause these bitches full of cap
Don't get in my face before I send you to the sack
Don't you get it fucked up, imma handle it like that (WOOP)
You talk all that gang, boy you loud in internet
Fingers must be hurting, when I see you they gon snap
I don't do no talking but my fist do, that's a fact
You don't know me, nah
But you know that I'm a threat
You talk all that gang, boy you loud in internet
Fingers must be hurting, when I see you they gon snap
I don't do no talking but my fist do, that's a fact
You don't know me, nah
But you know that I'm a threat
"Gang gang gang gang" boy, shut the fuck up
Fake chains, fake grills, blown up like a thot (Bitch)
Can't stand, can't hang, hide behind yo squad (Pussy)
When I get to bussing, I know you gon lawyer up (Huh)
Mad I fucked ya ex, she said you couldn't get it up
Ate her pussy like it's breakfast, fucked her till she got to nut
All these months you held a grudge, get to flexing and to stunt
Saw you do it for the gram abusing all that adderall
I feel the hate, I take a haze
I'm on my way to make ya life a hell
I don't feel shame,
Bitch, you a lame
Talk about me, boy you gonna get stretched
It's so insane, she giving brain
The way she look at me will be your end
Say you gon pull up, you speak for yourself
Boy you gon end up living in the shelf
I got ill intentions and I sure ain't holding back (Nah)
I don't need no friendships cause these bitches full of cap (Damn)
Don't get in my face before I send you to the sack (Yah)
Don't you get it fucked up, imma handle it like that
You talk all that gang, boy you loud in internet
Fingers must be hurting, when I see you, they gon snap
I don't do no talking but my fist do, that's a fact
You don't know me, nah
But you know that I'm a threat
You talk all that gang, boy you loud in internet
Fingers must be hurting, when I see you, they gon snap
I don't do no talking but my fist do, that's a fact
You don't know me, nah
But you know that I'm a threat
Yeah
Don't you get shit fucked up, homeboy
Yeah

Written by:
Emirhan Esen, Produced by Level

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