K-pop Lyrics

My heart so cold I think I'm done with ice
Said if I leave?her?she gon' die
Well?bitch you done with life
Better?not pull up with no knife
'Cause I bring guns to fights
Say you got that sack I got that sack
But ain't no ones in mine
And my lil' bitch
Say I'm gettin' too bougie
I don't even like dubs in mine
What I look like with all them twenties?
Know them hoes like how I'm coming
What I look like with all this money?
How I look havin' all these hoes?
When I crack a smile white gold
Yeah I'm talkin' diamonds froze
Came from the bottom toes
Yeah backend Baby
That's what they pay me a show
That's probably some cap in my rap
By the time this shit drop
They gon' pay me some more
And I still can go back to the trap
Send a box pick it up
Make a play at the store
Feelings still hurt
From when I saved that hoe
My heart so
Cold I think I'm done with ice
Said if I leave her she gon' die
Well bitch you done with life
Better not pull up with no knife
'Cause I bring guns to fights
Say you got that sack I got that sack
But ain't no ones in mine
And my lil' bitch
Say I'm gettin' too bougie
I don't even like dubs in mine
Nope
Too raw dope
You know I'm one of the G O A T 's
She let me put it
In the back of her throat
Walk in the bank with a M in a tote
I'm tryna make a deposit
Let 'em try play with the money
Shawty gon' take off your noggin
Long as she want it and pick it
I'm buyin' it
I had the Rover for a year
I don't drive
I get 'em whacked I don't
Advise 'em to try it yeah
I'm runnin' shit I ain't lyin'
I got a backend for one twenty five
I bought a Patek for one eighty five
This shit gettin' easy at this point
My heart so cold I think I'm done with ice
Said if I leave her she gon' die
Well bitch you done with life
Better not pull up with no knife
'Cause I bring guns to fights
Say you got that sack I got that sack
But ain't no ones in mine
And my lil' bitch
Say I'm gettin' too bougie
I don't even like dubs in mine
Heartless don't need a valentine
I call 'em racks not bands
Ain't no rubber band on mine
I used to be down down down down
Waiting on taxes time
Look at me now now now now
They pay me to flex and shine
Big speaker like an eighteen inch sub
I'm a hundred you a dub
Lookin' for me I'm booked up
50 Cent I'm in the club
Diamonds on my earlobe ice on dyke
One fifty on studs
Rugrat young nigga got it out the mud
My heart so
Cold I think I'm done with ice
Said if I leave her she gon' die
Well bitch you done with life
Better not pull up with no knife
'Cause I bring guns to fights
Say you got that sack I got that sack
But ain't no ones in mine
And my lil' bitch
Say I'm gettin' too bougie
I don't even like dubs in mine
What I look like with all them twenties?
Know them hoes like how I'm coming
What I look like with all this money?
How I look havin' all these hoes?
When I crack a smile white gold
Yeah I'm talkin' diamonds froze
Came from the bottom toes