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“too cold 4 real” - raiikold vega lyrics

[intro]
ayy, b*tch (yuh!)
yeah, n*gga, i’m back talkin’ my sh*t (talk yo’ sh*t!)
nick mira, turn me up, ho (turn me up!)
wheezy outta here—nah, bring that sh*t back (bring it back!)
turbo go stupid (stupid!)

[chorus]
b*tch, i ain’t clockin’ in for n0body, but i’m always workin’ (always workin’, hoe!)
made a bag on accident, swear that sh*t be kinda hurtin’ (d*mn!)
my phone be blowin’ up, too many people steady lurkin’ (stop lurkin’, b*tch!)
my life so loud and flashy, neighbors askin’ “why it twerkin’?” (why it shake like that?!)
i ain’t never been a saint, but b*tch, i’m blessed, no sunday service (ayy!)
i’m taxin’ for a feature, yeah, that price be makin’ n*ggas nervous (p*ssy!)
i drip too d*mn ridiculous, this fit should come with warnings (caution, ho!)
my b*tch so thick, when she sit down, the chair start f*ckin’ groanin’ (ughhh, d*mn!)

[verse]
b*tch, i cause a scene soon as i walk in, lights get to glarin’ (bling*blow!)
people askin’, “who that icy motherf*cker?”—stop starin’ (stop watchin’, b*tch!)
told ’em, “name’s raiikold vega,” say it twice if you care then (say it twice!)
i’m the type to take your spotlight, leave you standin’ there embarrassed (haha!)
i been focused on the paper, b*tch, i’m stackin’, never sharin’ (nope!)
if the convo ain’t about money, then i’m simply not comparin’ (not at all!)
i don’t f*ck with lazy energy, that sh*t be so despairin’ (get yo’ ass up!)
i’m allergic to the bullsh*t—if you talk it, i ain’t hearin’ (la*la*la b*tch!)
got yo girl backstage beggin’, “raiikold, lemme taste somethin’” (taste what?)
told her, “d*mn, b*tch, slow down, you movin’ like you chased somethin’” (chill out!)
she said she love my voice, said i talk like i done ate somethin’ (mmm!)
after that she hit the road, i ain’t chase her, i replaced somethin’ (next!)
money on my mind like it’s glued, that sh*t ain’t never leavin’ (stuck!)
schedule full as f*ck, barely sleepin’, barely breathin’ (no rest!)
when broke n*ggas come around me, swear they k!ll the whole feelin’ (k!ll the vibe!)
i might smile in they face, but deep down i’m like, “b*tch, beat it!” (beat feet!)
stay lit in every function, but i’m watchin’ every corner (eyes open!)
people fake as h*ll, switchin’ moods like bipolar (up, down!)
i don’t owe n0body nothin’, b*tch, i’m not no f*ckin’ donor (h*ll nah!)
i’m the coldest in the city—put my name up on the poster (hang it!)
fresh as f*ck daily, i don’t need no one to style me (drip!)
you ain’t on my level, b*tch, you can’t stand beside me (move!)
i’m smoother than some lotion—yeah, that sh*t be slidin’ (slide!)
when i drop a track, whole internet get to wildin’ (go crazy!)
b*tch said she too thick, can’t fit her ass inside the ride (d*mn!)
told her, “scoot over, lemme try”—seat cried (ughhh!)
neck froze, wrist froze, whole body start to glide (ice skating!)
i’m the coldest in this b*tch, yeah, i do it by design (by design!)
[chorus]
b*tch, i ain’t clockin’ in for n0body, but i’m always workin’ (always workin’!)
made a bag on accident, swear that sh*t be kinda hurtin’ (ouch!)
my phone be blowin’ up, too many people steady lurkin’ (stop lurkin’!)
my life so loud and flashy, neighbors askin’ “why it twerkin’?” (why it move like that?!)
i ain’t never been a saint, but b*tch, i’m blessed, no sunday service (bless up!)
i’m taxin’ for a feature, yeah, that price be makin’ n*ggas nervous (scaredy cat!)
i drip too d*mn ridiculous, this fit should come with warnings (danger!)
my b*tch so thick, when she sit down, the chair start f*ckin’ groanin’ (ughhh!)

[outro]
too cold with it, too bold with it (too bold!)
raiikold vega, b*tch, remember the name (remember it!)
we out this b*tch (outta here!)

- raiikold vega lyrics

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