Peter Khayne - She Cold

High end got a nigga on the low
I'm tryna make it flow like Stefflon Don
They say I'm so fly I started from down below
Them bitches wanna joke with me but them don't
I paid that bitch to give her my dick this bitches cold
She liked that nigga with the goatee bitch I got some gold
I dissed that rapper on tweeter I got the story told
Bitch I grew in the streets feeding on tortilla now my money so thick can't fold

Tryna make the dough with the dough
Once I lost everything like job
Now I pull up in the streets with a Lambo
I got it all back ten fold
Tryna trap like me but you bore
These niggas tryna catch my flow
Concentrate on the track don't sing along
Sit back relax and enjoy
I got the juice got the bitches from the poetry dawg
I don't fuck with Gucci nor Versace I'm that Yeezy dog
Though I don't got easy yoh I get hard and busy dog
Right on that pussy cat when on it I don't like visitors

High end got a nigga on the low
I'm tryna make it flow like Stefflon Don
They say I'm so fly I started from down below
Them bitches wanna joke with me but them don't

I paid that bitch to give her my dick this bitches cold
She liked that nigga with the goatee bitch I got some gold
I dissed that rapper on tweeter I got the story told
Bitch I grew in the streets feeding on tortilla now my money so thick can't fold

I don't like to fight bro I like going to war
Boy I got crazy height yoh my engine never stall
Nigga ate that bitch loved her taste tried to make her mourn
Last night I saw my little picture hanging on her wall
I've been waiting for her call she saw my dick she couldn't say no
And my bitch got mad she rolled I said no shit I cheated on y'all
I gave a lil gift to my bitch some VVSs she said wow
I got alot ice and silver lil bitch said I got the awe
I got a couple whores they all just call me boss
I ball for all of y'all bitch I speak the language of the gods
I got a couple whores they all just call me boss
I ball for all of y'all bitch I speak the language of the gods

High end got a nigga on the low
I'm tryna make it flow like Stefflon Don
They say I'm so fly I started from down below
Them bitches wanna joke with me but them don't
I paid that bitch to give her my dick this bitches cold
She liked that nigga with the goatee bitch I got some gold
I dissed that rapper on tweeter I got the story told
Bitch I grew in the streets feeding on tortilla now my money so thick can't fold

Written by:
Peter Maina

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