Stunna Cold - Bordeaux Lyrics

Fatal, ice, yeah, flair, aye
Yeah, what's happening clear
A show in Bordeaux
Do a show in Bordeaux
I know I'm on though
Yeah, aye, yeah, aye

Call me sir
Sir Count-A-Lot
All I count, all I count is guap
Cheese, cheese
Rock out leave the most
Cheese, cheese
Better leave you're ghost
Got a show in Bordeaux
Man I know I'm on though
Got a show in Bordeaux
Man I know I'm on though

I'm a Luxebwoy, you a lost boy
I'm a rich boy, you a soft boy
My whole life I paid the cost to be the boss, boy
Bottles blacker than the sky I feel like Ross, boy
Check my intellect, got your bitch wet
Thousand dollar check, man I never stress
Benjamin Frank, in the bank yes
Time is ticking, it's my time yet?
Feeling like Richard accuracy better
You don't want no problems, leave your ass dead
Leave your ass, stretcher
Bitch I'm bout my revenue
Luxury, yes
Never had a car
Now I got the Lexus
Graduated in my life, yes I passed
Baby I'm the best, it's my time to make it
I'm a wizard, yes my bitch white as ice
No not blizzard

Call me sir
Sir Count-A-Lot
All I count, all I count is guap
Cheese, cheese
Rock out leave the most
Cheese, cheese
Better leave you're ghost
Got a show in Bordeaux
Man I know I'm on though
Got a show in Bordeaux
Man I know I'm on though