Cold 2

By Packa Benson

Released on February 16, 2024

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[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