Cold Cuts (feat. tr3nt!)
Apo11o
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Apo11o! Mmm ayowiththemayo! They say I'm like a supernova, they can't wait for me to blow up I pop all my opps, let's get it crackin' like some soda On that demon time, I'ma have to snatch her soul bruh I need a Oscar, the way I lunch her meat like cold cuts Cold cuts All my songs is cold cuts You come to my hood, gon' get these fangs We some cobras Make a compilation with these industry niggas You take they songs out the album, and all you left with is cold cuts I'm up in her guts, I'm the middle man She give me that creamy, that Peter Pan But I'ma be back in a jiffy I'm stackin' up hundreds and fifties, you see the bands She kinda clingy She hit me every time I'm in her city Then I go beat on her back, I clean up And it's three months after, she wanna ask To be her man Umm, what do I say to that I'm just gonna go chase a bag If they don't give my credit, then I'm takin the cash They acting fake, they can't face the facts I started rapping I'm amazing at it Conjure magic in my spaceship, crafting Got em scratching like a basehead; addict They say I'm like a supernova, they can't wait for me to blow up I pop all my opps, let's get it crackin' like some soda On that demon time, I'ma have to snatch her soul bruh I need a Oscar, the way I lunch her meat like cold cuts Cold cuts All my songs is cold cuts You come to my hood, gon' get these fangs We some cobras Make a compilation with these industry niggas You take they songs out the album, and all you left with is cold cuts Man I heard all of ya shit, it was trash You jus be playing, go get to that bag Me and Apo11o we smokin' on thrax I run up like Jason, I don't need a mask Check the percentages, look at the stats Know that the young niggas balling like Allen I see you down and I'm thinking, what happened Guess all the fame and games and money machines done found a way up in his head Signing his life away up on the paper but in the real life, no that's not what he said I feel like a duck way I'm chasing this bread Know he a rat, he be telling to feds We making movies like it a was set Tell me why now you be looking so sad Cause you know that you in last They say I'm like a supernova, (Yeah) they can't wait for me to blow up I pop all my opps, let's get it crackin' like some soda On that demon time, I'ma have to snatch her soul bruh I need a Oscar, the way I lunch her meat like cold cuts Cold cuts All my songs is cold cuts You come to my hood, gon' get these fangs We some cobras Make a compilation with these industry niggas You take they songs out the album, and all you left with is cold cuts
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Written by: Michael Harper, Trenton Harper
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