BabyTron - Cold World (feat. ShittyBoyz) lyrics
BabyTron [James Edward Johnson IV] Ypsilanti, Michigan. U.S.
[BabyTron - Cold World feat. ShittyBoyz lyrics]
These bitches loud as hell (Damn, Machu
Why'd you have to do 'em like that?)
Damn, Machu
Why you have to do 'em like that?
Ayy, ShittyBoyz
Burning rubber in the Chally
When I skrrt around
Summer '19, was gifty trips and turn arounds
Every Glock you see me with
Come with a thirty round
Real life scammer, bitch
I do the shit you heard about
Bitch, bro Sprite got a dab of Wocky
Me and gang stepping through this bitch
We the Jabbawockeez mIA scoring touchdowns
Think our ass the Dolphins
Tryna grab the chain off my neck
You gon' grab a coffin
Ayy, watch that backdoor
You might just see your mans running out
It's a cold world
You never know what niggas do for clout
Told her add me up
Why the fuck the bitch start losing count?
Tables always turn
We the ones they used to talk about
Huh, chain got a couple colors, baby
Come and see the water
The way that you hoes act
I pray that I don't have a daughter
Don't compare no niggas 'cause I swear
To God my niggas harder young turnt nigga
I'm just looking for a Mrs parker
Caught him at the bus stop
Dripping with his cool ass
I would listen to that new tape, but you ass
Coupe too fast
Couldn't see it when we flew past
Shit talking to a random bitch
With my rude ass
Went from bench player to a star
Feel like MVP
Big-ass crib, the type you used to see on MTV
Who don't scam? Really got a
Dummy finna send me cheese
Real jack stacker, as we speak
Finna catch me three
Jake hit my telly every time
A new season drop
iPhone got more sauce in it than a pizza box
Ironic how all my dogs gotta flee the cops
Lil' bitch think I'm SpotEmGottem when
I beat the box
Weed came from Cali
But my bitch is a Miamian
Fuck what you heard, nigga
Tell me what you said to him he be like me
Why the fuck would I be scared of him?
Strap got some nuts
You would've thought this bitch a lesbian
Somewhere on the road jamming
Unky in the trap with zombies
Dior T-shirt cost eight, you in Abercrombie
Fat bitch tryna flirt with me
Like her ass ain't sloppy
Red and purple spike walkers looking
Like a bag of Takis
I done turned a hundred jacks in
You can ask my akhi
Bro'll slide with a stick on him
And a mask like hockey
Turned the tables on his tough ass
When I flashed the Glocky
I was down below, now I'm rich
Thought my ass was Roddy
You said you made what? Let
Me show you something
If you still scared to take a risk
You ain't gon' get you nothing
I took a risk and spent my
Last just to load up
Found a fire site and some dumps
Then we pro-ed up
Ksubi pockets fat as hell
I'm looking like a sumo wrestler
Clip longer than a paragraph
I'll shoot a lecture too clutch
I'ma hit the winning shot
Through the pressure
Spread out the dog shit
It's longer than a school semester
Yeah mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
Ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz phew
Why'd you have to do 'em like that?)
Damn, Machu
Why you have to do 'em like that?
Ayy, ShittyBoyz
Burning rubber in the Chally
When I skrrt around
Summer '19, was gifty trips and turn arounds
Every Glock you see me with
Come with a thirty round
Real life scammer, bitch
I do the shit you heard about
Bitch, bro Sprite got a dab of Wocky
Me and gang stepping through this bitch
We the Jabbawockeez mIA scoring touchdowns
Think our ass the Dolphins
Tryna grab the chain off my neck
You gon' grab a coffin
Ayy, watch that backdoor
You might just see your mans running out
It's a cold world
You never know what niggas do for clout
Told her add me up
Why the fuck the bitch start losing count?
Tables always turn
We the ones they used to talk about
Huh, chain got a couple colors, baby
Come and see the water
The way that you hoes act
I pray that I don't have a daughter
Don't compare no niggas 'cause I swear
To God my niggas harder young turnt nigga
I'm just looking for a Mrs parker
Caught him at the bus stop
Dripping with his cool ass
I would listen to that new tape, but you ass
Coupe too fast
Couldn't see it when we flew past
Shit talking to a random bitch
With my rude ass
Went from bench player to a star
Feel like MVP
Big-ass crib, the type you used to see on MTV
Who don't scam? Really got a
Dummy finna send me cheese
Real jack stacker, as we speak
Finna catch me three
Jake hit my telly every time
A new season drop
iPhone got more sauce in it than a pizza box
Ironic how all my dogs gotta flee the cops
Lil' bitch think I'm SpotEmGottem when
I beat the box
Weed came from Cali
But my bitch is a Miamian
Fuck what you heard, nigga
Tell me what you said to him he be like me
Why the fuck would I be scared of him?
Strap got some nuts
You would've thought this bitch a lesbian
Somewhere on the road jamming
Unky in the trap with zombies
Dior T-shirt cost eight, you in Abercrombie
Fat bitch tryna flirt with me
Like her ass ain't sloppy
Red and purple spike walkers looking
Like a bag of Takis
I done turned a hundred jacks in
You can ask my akhi
Bro'll slide with a stick on him
And a mask like hockey
Turned the tables on his tough ass
When I flashed the Glocky
I was down below, now I'm rich
Thought my ass was Roddy
You said you made what? Let
Me show you something
If you still scared to take a risk
You ain't gon' get you nothing
I took a risk and spent my
Last just to load up
Found a fire site and some dumps
Then we pro-ed up
Ksubi pockets fat as hell
I'm looking like a sumo wrestler
Clip longer than a paragraph
I'll shoot a lecture too clutch
I'ma hit the winning shot
Through the pressure
Spread out the dog shit
It's longer than a school semester
Yeah mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
Ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz phew