Cold Feet

Cold Feet I rap better cause I'm mad clever Oh my God! Hey They always want that fun shit when you tryna spit a little somethin' real They start runnin', turnin' chicken like a nugget meal How the f*** I feel? Kinda like a hundred mill Spun the wheel, bought a vowel, I don't owe you nothin' still F*** a deal, I can do it with my own team Won before Sheen, hear how all these hoes scream When I was 14, sippin' on my OE Tryna marry money but that bitch kept gettin' cold feet Music loud, hear it bangin' through the whole street Beat gettin' shit on, toilet bowl seat No sleep, just work Got a couple horny girls in a see-through shirt So believe my hype, muthafuckas can't read nor write Still they talkin' shit man, I've seen your type Got problems, can't sleep at night Cause your girl want to come around freak all night I'm a sex drill when I'm rollin' off them x pills Five bikes, ten wheels, girl I'll leave your legs still Say I don't do drugs, just weed Well I'mma do drugs and speed down the street Do doughnuts, your flow sucks, you so butt Your girl's gettin' throat fuc***, I get high, I go up Why you sayin' that he's a trend? Then come to all those shows just to meet your friends? So much coke sniffed, fuckin' hoes with bloody noses Just a couple doses, f*** the roses Class time, better take good notes You bitches couldn't touch me with a Facebook poke Bitch!