Cold by Kevin Powers Lyrics
(Chorus: Kevin Powers)
I'm back on the road, ya dig
She blowin up my phone, ya dig
My wrist is so froze, ya dig
You know I'm keepin it cold lil bitch
I'm on my own lil bitch
New city new show lil bitch
Hit it then ghost lil bitch
I'm keepin it cold, ya dig, yea
I'm back on the road, ya dig
She blowin up my phone, ya dig
My wrist is so froze, ya dig
You know I'm keepin it cold lil bitch
I'm on my own lil bitch
New city new show lil bitch
Hit it then ghost lil bitch
I'm keepin it cold, ya dig, yea
(Verse 1: YSB Tril)
She touchin her toes, ya dig
Lil Trilly gon blow, lil bitch
Ice on my neck, a young nigga froze
Ain't nobody cold as this
I'm doing numbers, don't know why they mad
I got these bitches calling that's a fact
A nigga want problems, no he don't want that
Cause my niggas quick to go get on your ass, huh
Me and my dogs we been chasing this money, just tryna go get to them bands
I need a bitch who gon love me for me I swear all of these bitches just fans
Niggas gon claim that you friends but behind your back that ain't really your mans
A nigga on top and he feeling like Tecca it look like I did it again
Nigga no killing me
You ain't my fam I ain't shaking no hands, no
[?] be gripping me
Know I'm that nigga that stay in the trenches
I got the juice Tropicana
So I put the juice in that phantom
Lil shawty she meetin the standards
Cause she ride it good with no hands, yea
(Chorus: Kevin Powers)
I'm back on the road, ya dig
She blowin up my phone, ya dig
My wrist is so froze, ya dig
You know I'm keepin it cold lil bitch
I'm on my own lil bitch
New city new show lil bitch
Hit it then ghost lil bitch
I'm keepin it cold, ya dig, yea
I'm back on the road, ya dig
She blowin up my phone, ya dig
My wrist is so froze, ya dig
You know I'm keepin it cold lil bitch
I'm on my own lil bitch
New city new show lil bitch
Hit it then ghost lil bitch
I'm keepin it cold, ya dig, yea
Verse 2: Kevin Powers)
Lil shawty so bad, she ain't got manners
Ball in the Carolinas like a Panther
Everything [?], my money my standards
She throw it back I swear shawty a dancer
Give me a rack, I'ma flip it
I just be ballin my shawty a witness
I'ma [?] lil bitch, that's why I'm winnin
She fell in love with the way that I'm livin
She on my phone again
Looks like I'm on again
Keep it, I'm going again
I'm back on the road again
This is the life I live
Don't talk bout a wife lil bitch
Lil boat one night lil bitch
Make her shoot her shot like Mike lil bitch
(Chorus: Kevin Powers)
I'm back on the road, ya dig
She blowin up my phone, ya dig
My wrist is so froze, ya dig
You know I'm keepin it cold lil bitch
I'm on my own lil bitch
New city new show lil bitch
Hit it then ghost lil bitch
I'm keepin it cold, ya dig, yea
I'm back on the road, ya dig
She blowin up my phone, ya dig
My wrist is so froze, ya dig
You know I'm keepin it cold lil bitch
I'm on my own lil bitch
New city new show lil bitch
Hit it then ghost lil bitch
I'm keepin it cold, ya dig, yea
I'm back on the road, ya dig
She blowin up my phone, ya dig
My wrist is so froze, ya dig
You know I'm keepin it cold lil bitch
I'm on my own lil bitch
New city new show lil bitch
Hit it then ghost lil bitch
I'm keepin it cold, ya dig, yea
I'm back on the road, ya dig
She blowin up my phone, ya dig
My wrist is so froze, ya dig
You know I'm keepin it cold lil bitch
I'm on my own lil bitch
New city new show lil bitch
Hit it then ghost lil bitch
I'm keepin it cold, ya dig, yea
(Verse 1: YSB Tril)
She touchin her toes, ya dig
Lil Trilly gon blow, lil bitch
Ice on my neck, a young nigga froze
Ain't nobody cold as this
I'm doing numbers, don't know why they mad
I got these bitches calling that's a fact
A nigga want problems, no he don't want that
Cause my niggas quick to go get on your ass, huh
Me and my dogs we been chasing this money, just tryna go get to them bands
I need a bitch who gon love me for me I swear all of these bitches just fans
Niggas gon claim that you friends but behind your back that ain't really your mans
A nigga on top and he feeling like Tecca it look like I did it again
Nigga no killing me
You ain't my fam I ain't shaking no hands, no
[?] be gripping me
Know I'm that nigga that stay in the trenches
I got the juice Tropicana
So I put the juice in that phantom
Lil shawty she meetin the standards
Cause she ride it good with no hands, yea
(Chorus: Kevin Powers)
I'm back on the road, ya dig
She blowin up my phone, ya dig
My wrist is so froze, ya dig
You know I'm keepin it cold lil bitch
I'm on my own lil bitch
New city new show lil bitch
Hit it then ghost lil bitch
I'm keepin it cold, ya dig, yea
I'm back on the road, ya dig
She blowin up my phone, ya dig
My wrist is so froze, ya dig
You know I'm keepin it cold lil bitch
I'm on my own lil bitch
New city new show lil bitch
Hit it then ghost lil bitch
I'm keepin it cold, ya dig, yea
Verse 2: Kevin Powers)
Lil shawty so bad, she ain't got manners
Ball in the Carolinas like a Panther
Everything [?], my money my standards
She throw it back I swear shawty a dancer
Give me a rack, I'ma flip it
I just be ballin my shawty a witness
I'ma [?] lil bitch, that's why I'm winnin
She fell in love with the way that I'm livin
She on my phone again
Looks like I'm on again
Keep it, I'm going again
I'm back on the road again
This is the life I live
Don't talk bout a wife lil bitch
Lil boat one night lil bitch
Make her shoot her shot like Mike lil bitch
(Chorus: Kevin Powers)
I'm back on the road, ya dig
She blowin up my phone, ya dig
My wrist is so froze, ya dig
You know I'm keepin it cold lil bitch
I'm on my own lil bitch
New city new show lil bitch
Hit it then ghost lil bitch
I'm keepin it cold, ya dig, yea
I'm back on the road, ya dig
She blowin up my phone, ya dig
My wrist is so froze, ya dig
You know I'm keepin it cold lil bitch
I'm on my own lil bitch
New city new show lil bitch
Hit it then ghost lil bitch
I'm keepin it cold, ya dig, yea