Correction Lyrics Cöld World by TyFontaine

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Yeah, yeah, yeah (Zach, you killed this)
Yeah, yeah (T99, 少し強さを送ってくれ)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

We got a cold world (Phew), we 'bout to blick in a second
It's a cold world (Brr), brought the Moncleezy jacket (Yeah)
This ecstacy so sweet (Yeah), but thats not how I'm acting (Yeah)
I got lean teeth (Wock'), and you trippin', trippin' (Yeah)
I told 'em I don't even need sleep (What?), yeah

Told 'em this the SRT Jeep (Ooh, ooh), yeah
Thirty bands on every phone (Yeah), on the [?]
F**k do I look like I get it along (Blatt-blatt-blatt), I got all the cheese
F**k do I look like I do it wrong when I didn't needed to be (Hah)
They said my music golden, I didn't needed he (He), yeah
I just went and got Rick Owens and some sh*t from [?]
I'm on this X, yeah, go sip on some Easter Pink (Pink)
Yeah, yeah, in the spring time, go get out the diamonds clean (Clean)
Yeah, even the world better rock out, we gon' rock out like this
Yeah, even the world [?], Maybach rock out like this
Threw my phone in the trash, no, I can't waste my time for sh*t
I gotta turn the swag on (Swag)
I just woke up with a sh*t
Yeah, In the 'G65, I been pushin' the b*t*h
Yeah, I can't [?] I been pushin' a snitch
Yeah, I stay to myself 'cause that is good as it gets
Yeah, I didn't need this sh*t, I didn't even wanted to exist
We got a cold world (Phew), we 'bout to blick in a second
It's a cold world (Brr), brought the Moncleezy jacket (Yeah)
This ecstacy so sweet (Yeah), but thats not how I'm acting (Yeah)
I got lean teeth (Wock'), and you trippin', trippin' (Yeah)
I told 'em I don't even need sleep (Let's go), yeah

Hey, I'm in the Hills with it (I'm in the Hills)
I'm in LA, with a lil' actress b*t*h got her actin' up (Actin' up)
I'm in LA, brodie just scored, he's a great teammate, huh (Teammate, huh)
I put a 60 and she never seen her before so she fallin' in love
Yes, I be havin' that sh*t, I be stackin' that sh*t for my lil' cuz (For my lil' cousin)
Die by my twins, this Glizzy gon' turn him to mustard (Turn him to mustard, buh-buh)
Why did you leave me? (Why is you leavin'?)
Baby, why did you— why did you leave me? (Leavin'), yeah
I'm pulling up with this .30, boy, baby come and get it
I put the Taliban on 'em, I'm ready (I'm ready)
I got the Hermes, on my Saint Laurents holding it steady
I got the vibe out in Malibu saying she ready, but b*t*h I ain't ready
I take my time, I will not be pressured
These pu**y-a** hatin', get hit with a switch (Yeah)

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