Cold Shoulder

By Lil 2z

On The Jungle

Released on April 2, 2019

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[Verse 1: Lil 2z]

Nigga meet me, we can't do this through the phone

This nigga set up, I can hear it in his tone

Lose dog, no collar, I be sniffin' for them bones

And I dont gotta lie for shit, you can go and ask my jone

Tell mama I'm a hustler, I get it on my own

She say "you ain't gotta tell me baby I already know"

Its beauty in the struggle but the pain is all I know

But there's alot of feelings I'll never ever show

It was me and my lil brother we was both sharing a mattress

A lotta shit we went through I wish woulda never happened

Everything you hear, dont deserve a fuckin' reaction

I just kick my feet up cause all this shit keep me laughing


[Verse 2: AzChike]

I just hit the P with the powder cause he be taxin'

Hit his bitch, another score, another basket

You supposed to be a gangster but you acting like a bad bitch

Swervin' with a thot, she gon' fuck me cause I'm savage

All white, this that Bobby and that Whitney

I dont fuck with them rats, all them bitches actin' Mickey

I don't beef on the net, tell a nigga come get me

You don't want see this big chop hanging out the Bentley, aye

Shit still wilin' out when I'm sober

Ballin, hit the Gucci store with a floater

She wanna show off so I guess I gotta show her

Now that I'm hot, bitches gettin' cold shoulders


[Verse 3: Lil 2z]

It ain't shit to get the chopstick cranking like it's a motor

I'm in public, with the gang, got a very disturbing odor

Started fuckin' with 'em drugs, got me moving a little slower

I ain't fuckin' with no squares, not even on my controllers

Aye, aye

I finna fuck her, I dont know her

If she tryna set me up than imma hit her with the blower

Bitch you not even that bad, bring your standards a little lower

(Bitch you not even that bad, bring your standards a little lower)


[Verse 4: AzChike]

Aye

Gut a pig with this poker

I'm balling up in Neimans, tell 'em put me on a poster

My niggas chain hang, what the fuck is a chocker

Gun so hot, the bitch melt through the holster

Bitch I do it big, you do it cheap

I be rich when I'm woke and Im rich when I'm sleep, sheesh

Put a broke nigga on his feet

Snooze on me I bring the sleeper where you sleep, nigga