So Cold

(CorMill, these niggas sound crazy) (Cor-Cor-CorMill) How could you be so cold? I got them packs on the road I wanna travel the globe I'ma go and be I wanna put my hand on you I wanna run that money up too I said, "Loc', catch back on through" Yeah, bring couple friends with you Yeah, I'ma have fun with you Yeah, tryna get comfortable How could you be so cold? How can you have no heart? How can you have no feelings? Keep that bottled up You don't like to talk too much That trap shit give you a rush I just wanna swipe these cards Damn, she bad, my God Damn, she bad, good Lord I ain't got time, good Lord Take it off, what you waitin' for? This designer gon' cost you more I wan' cum on you I just wan' cum on you I just wanna fuck on you I just wanna love on you I'ma send a hundred through I just wan' travel around the atlas I never repeat your track Nigga, everything we do massive Serve a nigga right, sent the package She be on her knees like a baptist Tryna be a person of practice Heard she do yoga, she athletic I'm bendin' over like a stretcher She the type that like to get aggressive I'm the type that like to sell pressure Every bag came with extras Ain't nobody fuck me better Ain't nobody suck me better How could you be so cold? I got them packs on the road I wanna travel the globe I'ma go and be I wanna put my hand on you I wanna run that money up too I said, "Loc', catch back on through" Yeah, bring couple friends with you Yeah, I'ma have fun with you Yeah, tryna get comfortable How could you be so cold? How can you have no heart? How can you have no feelings? Keep that bottled up You don't like to talk too much That trap shit give you a rush I just wanna swipe these cards Damn, she bad, my God Damn, she bad, good Lord I ain't got time, good Lord Take it off, what you waitin' for? This designer gon' cost you more I wan' cum on you I just wan' cum on you I just wanna fuck on you I just wanna love on you I'ma send a hundred through How could you be so cold?