My My heart's cold World froze, live fast die slow Come around some potholes Chasing all this cheese, I can't fuck with Wells Fargo Shawty do that *sniff* uh uh she a narco Postman, mailman I be moving cargo Yea she into fashion, I'd rather have an art hoe And yea she way too picky you know I never like those Baby I be leaning pour a line in this Sprite tho Cup same color of my hair, she say Bre I like you girl I'm not aware I be high off the drugs I be anywhere but here Yea you right girl I don't really care, no I don't My heart's cold World froze, live fast die slow Crash cause the potholes Switch lanes, fuck hoes, worry bout a bankroll New clothes, big house Yea I want it all bro