I'm really cold
Not no 21
Baby I'm really cold
Mix or match it, it's a habit
Okay
Mix or match it, it's a habit
Baby I'm really cold
This music, took a stab at it
Dagger, not no 21 Savage
The type beat to feel it in your feet
Or Better yet your soul
Forgive the ones who hurt you, now they might stay round and lurk you
Mix or match it, it's a habit
2nice is so awesome
I still ain't been to Austin, want a movie hit up Austin
JT up in Boston, I like green, might throw on neon
Cool I loose a few, cause I found green
Can't talk to a peon
How they hate a younging who really put the work in?
Don't have no brothers, the only child
Can't say that we some kin
That L.O.VE is F.A.K.E. because your friend told me
Can't put my trust in no one else, they'd prolly snitch on me
Judge somebody life but you learning from your big homie
I love to keep it P but most of the time
These people be fake hard
I never needed validation, speaking of things they don't have a say on
That jacket I have every color with shoes to match, something like crayon
She bad tryna see what we on
A couple of vibes, I'm pulling my big one
I really feel 2nice when I get a beam, and I throw some shades on
Id rather be alone cause I'm Superman
These women my Kryptonite
Okay
Mix or match it, it's a habit
Baby I'm really cold
This music, took a stab at it
Dagger, not no 21 Savage
The type beat to feel it in your feet
Or Better yet your soul
Forgive the ones who hurt you, now they might stay round and lurk you
Mix or match it, it's a habit
2nice is so awesome
I still ain't been to Austin, want a movie hit up Austin
JT up in Boston, I like green, might throw on neon
Cool I loose a few, cause I found green
Can't talk to a peon
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I'm really cold
Not no 21
Baby I'm really cold
Mix or match it, it's a habit
Okay
Mix or match it, it's a habit
Baby I'm really cold
This music, took a stab at it
Dagger, not no 21 Savage
The type beat to feel it in your feet
Or Better yet your soul
Forgive the ones who hurt you, now they might stay round and lurk you
Mix or match it, it's a habit
2nice is so awesome
I still ain't been to Austin, want a movie hit up Austin
JT up in Boston, I like green, might throw on neon
Cool I loose a few, cause I found green
Can't talk to a peon
How they hate a younging who really put the work in?
Don't have no brothers, the only child
Can't say that we some kin
That L.O.VE is F.A.K.E. because your friend told me
Can't put my trust in no one else, they'd prolly snitch on me
Judge somebody life but you learning from your big homie
I love to keep it P but most of the time
These people be fake hard
I never needed validation, speaking of things they don't have a say on
That jacket I have every color with shoes to match, something like crayon
She bad tryna see what we on
A couple of vibes, I'm pulling my big one
I really feel 2nice when I get a beam, and I throw some shades on
Id rather be alone cause I'm Superman
These women my Kryptonite
Okay
Mix or match it, it's a habit
Baby I'm really cold
This music, took a stab at it
Dagger, not no 21 Savage
The type beat to feel it in your feet
Or Better yet your soul
Forgive the ones who hurt you, now they might stay round and lurk you
Mix or match it, it's a habit
2nice is so awesome
I still ain't been to Austin, want a movie hit up Austin
JT up in Boston, I like green, might throw on neon
Cool I loose a few, cause I found green
Can't talk to a peon
Not no 21
Baby I'm really cold
Mix or match it, it's a habit
Okay
Mix or match it, it's a habit
Baby I'm really cold
This music, took a stab at it
Dagger, not no 21 Savage
The type beat to feel it in your feet
Or Better yet your soul
Forgive the ones who hurt you, now they might stay round and lurk you
Mix or match it, it's a habit
2nice is so awesome
I still ain't been to Austin, want a movie hit up Austin
JT up in Boston, I like green, might throw on neon
Cool I loose a few, cause I found green
Can't talk to a peon
How they hate a younging who really put the work in?
Don't have no brothers, the only child
Can't say that we some kin
That L.O.VE is F.A.K.E. because your friend told me
Can't put my trust in no one else, they'd prolly snitch on me
Judge somebody life but you learning from your big homie
I love to keep it P but most of the time
These people be fake hard
I never needed validation, speaking of things they don't have a say on
That jacket I have every color with shoes to match, something like crayon
She bad tryna see what we on
A couple of vibes, I'm pulling my big one
I really feel 2nice when I get a beam, and I throw some shades on
Id rather be alone cause I'm Superman
These women my Kryptonite
Okay
Mix or match it, it's a habit
Baby I'm really cold
This music, took a stab at it
Dagger, not no 21 Savage
The type beat to feel it in your feet
Or Better yet your soul
Forgive the ones who hurt you, now they might stay round and lurk you
Mix or match it, it's a habit
2nice is so awesome
I still ain't been to Austin, want a movie hit up Austin
JT up in Boston, I like green, might throw on neon
Cool I loose a few, cause I found green
Can't talk to a peon
Writer: Bryson Ivy
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid