| Okay
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| Coldest nigga alive, I’m so cold
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| You niggas get on my nerves, you’re so old
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| Easy, yeah, alright
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| I baited my whip in the vid like a prick
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| Now I’m carless (Cold)
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| Now it’s a Uber ting, I’ve still got this regardless (Cold)
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| Who? |
| What? |
| Them man there?
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| Nah, them man are harmless (Cold)
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| I just went to the park with my friends and I charted (Wow)
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| I have never been a victim, never been a target (Cold)
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| The girls love this shit, yeah, they love it like Barfest (Cold)
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| #Merky the label and I’m coming like darkers (Cold)
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| I was on the roads when Giggs made «Talkin' Da Hardest"(Wow)
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| Look, rudeboy, done him on sight
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| One time, check two, bun him on sight
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| Niggas ain’t brave I can’t see it on your face
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| Let me tell you 'bout the days I was running on a hype like
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| Who are you? |
| Where you been? |
| Where your snow line?
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| Where your stacks? |
| Where your strap? |
| Where your crow line?
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| Big pump, don’t stunt when it’s showtime
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| Kinda funny how I didn’t need a cosign
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| Shut your mout, you ain’t squeezing
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| Pussy boy, I just leave him
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| I’ve been cold the whole season
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| I should call my next one «Freezing»
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| Touch the mic, then just wheel 'em
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| You man have got too much feelings
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| Late night, I’m at Neasden
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| Filet-o-Fish and I’m breezing
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| Ain’t dropped nothin' for a minute, I’m fine (Cold)
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| Roll to the booth, then I bill it with rhymes (Cold)
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| Know a couple OGs that are living off crime (Cold)
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| But a young black boy made a milli' off grime (Wow)
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| So tell Boris Johnson «suck your mum, we don’t care"(we don’t care, bruv)
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| And tell them riot feds «oi, buss your gun? |
| You won’t dare (you won’t dare bruv)
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| All my young black kings rise up, man, this is our year
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| And my young black queens right there
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| It’s been a long time coming, I swear
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| If you don’t turn this up, it’s no fun
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| You ain’t heard of us? |
| You’re so dumb
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| Can’t be scared of pussyole youts
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| You can have your burner tucked, I won’t run
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| You can have all the hype I won’t dust
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| You can send all you like, you won’t buss
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| Man can’t bluff me out, I call bluffs
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| Them boys get fucked about and call us
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| Crikey
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| «Oh my God, it’s big Mikey!»
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| Cut the whip, it’s so pricey
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| I should call my next one «Icy»
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| Touch the mic and get lively
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| Don’t draw me out, I asked nicely
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| Do the road and do wifey
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| I wonder why they don’t like me
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| Cah' I’m… cold
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| Cold
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| Cold
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| Ride out everyting’s cold as a cold, cold summer
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| Cold, everyting’s cold
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| Hashtag merky 20-sh…
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| I’ve been cold the season
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| I should call my next one «Freezing»
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| I’ve been cold the season
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| I should call my next one «Freezing»
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| I’ve been cold the season
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| I should call my next one «Freezing»
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| I’ve been cold the season
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| I should call my next one- easy |