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Kris Stasse - COLD HEARTED lyrics

Artist: Kris Stasse

album: BAD


Yellow Diamonds like I'm pissed off
I just copped the piece so best believe we making withdrawals
Smoke all out the whip
Hit 100 fuck the damn law
Leather so soft
(Yeah)
Pull up in that big body name be holding weight
Niggas stay up on that sucka shit don't like to conversate
Pockets looking hella hefty we not sorry for the weight
Tried to give Niggas a slice but started eating of my plate Huh?
That shit made me Cold Hearted
(Cold)
Cold Hearted
(Cold)
Riding through the city bumping Savage time
Huh
I just got a shipment straight from Anaheim
Niggas talking change you know I keep a dime
Jordan 1s I'm feeling retro
Told Lil shawty come and pipe me up like an Espresso
Seven- Five nigga yeah you know I keep the best smoke
Yeah you know the vibes Fuck with me that mean you special
Took her to the Bnb then fold her like a pretzel
No we not new to this
Fake Niggas had to cross em out like crucifix
Mama told me don't waste time with no goofy bitch
For that cash I'm a lunatic
HUH
That shit made me Cold Hearted
(Cold)
Cold Hearted
(Cold)
That shit made me Cold Hearted
(Cold)
Cold Hearted
(Cold)
That shit made me Cold Hearted
(Cold)
Cold Hearted
(Cold)
That shit made me Cold Hearted
(Cold)
Cold Hearted
(Cold)
Oh no we don't move with fear
Only goats no sheep is here
I don't answer calls anymore unless my checks is clear
Crystals on my neck got me looking like a chandelier
Niggas got me Vexed don't come round me less your vision clear
Blow a pound when I'm stress
Different sound
Yeah we bound
For the hoes and success
Call the vibes
Come alive
In the Telly make a mess oh you not worthy
(Oh No you not)
Gave my heart to a bitch she did me dirty woah
That shit made me Cold Hearted
(Cold)
Cold Hearted
(Cold)
That shit made me Cold Hearted
(Cold)
Cold Hearted
(Cold)
That shit made me Cold Hearted
(Cold)
Cold Hearted
(Cold)
That shit made me Cold Hearted
(Cold)
Cold Hearted
(Cold)
Imma take that pain put it in my wood we burning on that shit
(On the Gang)
Wish a Nigga would I'm dangerous of that liq
(On the Gang)
Play bout mine you know I'm guaranteed to flip
(On the Gang)
Yo bitch favorite yeah my songs she cannot skip
On the gang hoe
My niggas a pull up with that Waka Flocka Flame
You looking for handouts whoadie we are not the same
No I don't traffic cause I'm in my own lane
Told my bro pass that Fire like he Kane
(Yuh)
Scammers in the Honda blowing pure propane
(Yuh)
Popo pull us over they gon try to give the cage
(Yuh)
They can't catch the drip I'm the fly Usain
(Yuh)
Yeah I changed not afraid to fucking say Yuh
I don't waste my time on the ones who gonna drain me
Pull up on your bitch dirty dancing like we Swayze
Shawty sucked me off had me shaking like she tazed me
You can't phase me
These hits they coming daily
That's on god
He a rat, he a fake
He Façade
(He so fake)
That's your mans type of Niggas in your squad on no no
Niggas foul that can't be me not at all, not at all, not at all...

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