Cold Dish Songtext

Roll a lil' dope, sniff a lil' coke
Pour a shot of [?] while the realest smoke
It's been like six years, how he still afloat?
How he still a GOAT? Ten rack for my coat
Yeah, I got all of the tangibles
Ask about me they say "Machine an animal" (That boy crazy)
90% of these niggas, I'm not a fan of you (I don't fuck with y'all)
That's how I know I got the upper hand on you
I should write a fuckin' manual on how to run up your bag without the Fedеrales jammin' you
Yeah, play with me if you want to, I'mma show you what this hammеr do
You know I'm layin' something
Bro shot a nigga just for sayin' somethin'
Switch on the Glock, you know he sprayin' somethin'
Haha, yeah (Talk to these niggas king)
I eat pussy until she say she comin'
And I ain't gon' stop
These niggas actin' like I play or somethin'
Till' they get hit up in they top
Machine
He said somethin' wrong to him
He said somethin' wrong to him
He said somethin' wrong to him
He said somethin' wrong to him
Bro shot a nigga 'cause he said somethin' wrong to him
He said somethin' wrong to him
Bro shot a nigga 'cause he said somethin' wrong to him
He said somethin' wrong to him