You're so cold
I know very well
You gon' chill and check your tone
'Cause I know what's behind your lock screen
Five niggas they can't get you
They my offspring
Fendi got her on a leash
And she believe in love
I just make her pretty
Give her lean and drugs
I can't fall in love
I don't believe in trust
So I count my bands
While shorty clean it up
Get her best of friends
If shorty sleaze enough
Bet you won't
Bet you won't bitch
Bet you won't
Bet you won't
Bet you won't
Bet you won't bitch
Bet you won't
I just took a jet out to the Caymans
I think you regret the choice you made
I don't think I miss the neck you gave me
I think you just wish you could've waited
I had shit to say you would've hated
Got to move some money
Got to fly for it
You said you in love
But would you die for it
You said you want me
But would you slide for it
I can tell you fake
I got the eye for it
I can tell you fake
I got the eyes for it
You're so cold
I know very well
You gon' chill and check your tone
'Cause I know what's behind your lock screen
Five niggas they can't get you
They my offspring
Fendi got her on a leash
And she believe in love
I just make her pretty
Give her lean and drugs
Written by: Vayu MoreiraLyrics © O/B/O DistroKidLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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