Skeamer - Cold Nights (feat. Potter Payper, Skore Beezy) lyrics

For my broski Imma go out on a whim
I took birds on my chinny chin chin
Man can't extort me like Mr Chin
I think that's what they call
Pissing in the wind
Big 44 and it spins or a 22 inch not the rim
You're only gonna get out what
You're putting in
63 in the 'rex I let it swim
I kill a white girl Eminem and Kim
I shoot it on the block not the gym
Hoodie up in the cut no trim
Fat boy wedding cake in my blue slims
Blow it 'til I'm Tai-Chi
They ain't got it like me
Before Spotify p I was shotting white b
Get the drop I might creep
Big copper might beat
That'll sing you to sleep like rock-a-bye b
Got a proper lighty from the blocka like me
Pretty face nice waist she got a body like-
I'll still take your time piece
Like I'm in a crisis and I done it with shh
Like I'm in a library
When you living like I'm living and
You know you my G
London city every thing expensive
But, your life cheap
So I'm steady blowing racka on
Some shit I don't need
Blowing California weed in this black GLE
I ain't open for the snakes
In my rabbit skin fleece
Got three winter jackets i got Canada Geese
When the coke turning oil
Now I'd say I got grease
When the coke turning oil
Now I'd say I got grease for the cheap yo
Very big ego eat it like Bistro
Madman Stevo I ain't tryna be broke
Rise it like pastry, Filo you can ask Zino
Every ting G code gun smoke, weed smoke
Do it like Premo bobby Valentino
Get it by the kilo
Got 'em selling sam by the beach woah
Jailhouse starvin' and they got
You on default man wanna rap diss me
You little actress b
You know when I see you, I'll slap this heat
I'll hit em up, got em feeling Pac this week
Broke arse
Have you even moved a pack this week?
G I don't think they ever
Took the trap this deep
I'm mainly on though
Trilla than your average G
I smoke Gelato 41
This ain't your average weed
I smoke Cali by the-
This ain't your average-
When I was a little boy I used to roam street
15 I went Felts I never had no cold knees
16 I have my own mash and I'm smokey
'Til I'm G-O-A-D, stuck down a chokey
My life changed first time I went OT
And the first time I saw a cat OD
I used to wonder why I never lost no sleep
Then I clocked he was trapped in
The trap now he's free
I'm a great white shark
Yeah the one with the teeth
Gotta run to the cream, got a plug in a Jeep
And I heard he got bricks
So I come for and leave
Put five in the bag and took one for the team
Got a pocket full of cash
And a lung full of weed
Hope my son ain't a tug but
It runs in the genes
Jailhouse I got spun like every other week
Me and Flex buss one like fuck DST
I'm a G down South, I'm a G up North
You get banged in your mouth
Just for any little talk
I'm a G down South, I'm a G up North
You get banged in your mouth
Just for any little talk