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Cold 2 Lyrics by Packa Benson

2024

[Verse]
I'm on a plane at the front like the pilot
We on the way to Epstein Island
When I am walking these bitches is gawking
Leave you in a wheelchair like Stephen Hawking
Leave you in a wheelchair like Joe Swanson
How much that shit, I stole it, it cost none
She had no ass, like she was in Amsterdam
CCTV, they caught it on cam
Drinking the Henn', I'm fucked up at the party
My shit makes no sense like Playboi Carti
Wait, this bitch shouldn't have tried me
Call me McFly but my name is not Marty
Drinking the scotts and I'm bumping THE SCOTTS
Lock up the house cause outside it's the cops
Calling me Jacques, I'm highest in the room
Rig your car with explosives wait for the boom
I take yo shit and I empty yo wallet
My english CBA was the Family Guy project
Light up the gas and blast off like a rocket
Migos the way I walk it like I talk it
If you got poppers, then you better pop it
Talk to the plug with a walkie talkie
Smoking ciggies outside my apartment
I run the empire shit like it's the Ottoman
Lay back and I rest on the Ottoman
They all pray that I fall but we not in Autumn man
Can't breathe need some oxygen
Lie to your face and rob you call me Congressman
Rob everybody in the metropolitan
Say thats the job but thats not the Johnathan
Red VS Blue but I don't like politics
Link with your girl and I busted all on her tits
Link with your girl busting on her tits
You know I make hits and I don't miss
Don't talk to you, just talk with my homies
Crack house and the bridge, that's where my home is
You only find me where the coke is, like DM's I'm open
I could cook the coke sell the coke, take the cash and buy some dope
Then I go buy a boat
And you think I stop I won't, make it rain, bitch need a coat
Cause she took all my snow
Now I don't know where to go
Cause the coke is all I know and thats on my mind
Weed makes the time fly, dreams to run the empire
Burn your body in a fire, you said you don't snitch, you liar
Like BN when he overdosed on coke
When he was dying he said can we get much higher (Get much higher)
I die, come back again like vampire
Chin bigger than Quagmire
Stab yo ass like Mike Myers, make you sing like a choir
State of mind is NY cause when I
Come for yo ass with a knife I call you Biggie
Cause you better be ready to die
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Packa Benson

Packa Benson

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