Dave East – Cold lyrics

Sour got me higher than the solar
Cold heart I trust a bitch as far as I can throw her
You might be cool but I'm colder,
Loud pack she give me wild cat
Ain't go to villanova
Tryina get it till it's over, 86 chevy motor
Before the motor rolling it was clicking off a yola
From chilling on my sofa, liquor sipping with no coaster
To flipping grams of coca, not me but my men is smoking

Polo top the tennis loafers, cameras catching her children
Ass and titties is really for selling these niggas open
Had a great day, smoking a grade in the hape grade that's a lie
It was 12 grade when that male came, I'ma felt pain and she cried
Fuck wellfed, no healthcare, and them l's here, let's get high
And the black hood, burning backwoods, black crack cooking 8 ride
Got a new beat, my loose live, make a movie with these lions
Couple groupies that wanna do me, I got a uzzi, but no 9
That's a big gun if your click come, that kick drum will rock out
She lick somes until her lips numb, and when them kids come I bounce
We blow cheese, you don't know me, smoke oz's by the pounds
Slow mo speed, blow more weed, this og some loud

Sour got me higher than the solar
Cold heart I trust a bitch as far as I can throw her
You might be cool but I'm colder,
Loud pack she give me wild cat
Ain't go to villanova
Tryina get it till it's over, 86 chevy motor
Before the motor rolling it was clicking off a yola
From chilling on my sofa, liquor sipping with no coaster
To flipping grams of coca, not me but my men is smoking

Got zandies from Dakota, connect out in Minnesota
Like a Viking, do the right thing, no spike lee, never sober
I'm fucked up nigga touch luck, truths cut up but I'm fresh
No lungs left, I'm smoked out, but you bitch getting undressed
Got fast cash, I passed class, without taking one test
I book flights and I shook dice, and I took rights no left
No campaign, when my cam came
Left champagne on her breast
And the 2 four in the blue Porsche what the coupe cost
Just guess, yes!