Below Temp - Intellectual

[Intro]

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Yeah (It's a real Ice Kold season, bitch)

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Yeah, uh (Real bitches never get cold)

Yeah, flood my wrist with ice, I feel so chilly, yeah

Flood my wrist with ice, I feel so chilly, yeah

Say she bossed up on me, I'm like, "Oh really?", yeah

She gonna shake her ass for these fucking millions, yeah

Me and my gang pull up and fuck up the city, yeah

I just ran through five racks in like 10 minutes, yeah

It's so cold in here, it's too cold in here, yeah, yeah

Diamonds on my ear, diamonds on my ear, yeah, yeah

Ain't no man I fear, richer than my peers, yeah, yeah

Keep my F&N, I could up my steel, yeah, yeah

Whole block peeled, then we out of here

I got on Margiela, her boyfriend he shop at Sears

Soon as them racks touched down almost dropped a tear

Yeah, I cut off my hoes, I left them in last year

I feel like none of these niggas competition

Yeah, walk up in this bitch Ice Kold, yeah, frigid

Yeah, flood my wrist with ice, I feel so chilly, yeah

Flood my wrist with ice, I feel so chilly, yeah

Say she bossed up on me, I'm like, "Oh really?", yeah

She gonna shake her ass for these fucking millions, yeah

Me and my gang pull up and fuck up the city, yeah

I just ran through five racks in like 10 minutes, yeah

It's so cold in here, it's too cold in here, yeah yeah

Diamonds on my ear, diamonds on my ear, yeah, yeah

Ain't no man I fear, richer than my peers, yeah, yeah

Keep my F&N, I could up my steel, yeah, yeah

Woah, woah (Yeah)

Woah (Yeah)

Yeah (Put my diamond, yeah)

Ice Kold season, Ice Kold season

Ice Kold season, yeah, woah

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