Smoov, what's good, baby?

[Chorus]

Oh no, bitches lyin' in these times, can't fold

I know she miss me but I'm strictly on the road

And as I tax 'em, I'ma have 'em out the door

So cold

I know

Bitches lyin' in these times, can't fold

I know she miss me but I'm strictly on the road

Shit, I'm frozen, I been posted in the snow

So cold

[Verse 1]

High as fuck, off the ground

Line 'em up, knock 'em down

If you ain't wanna get bossed around

Why you bring a boss around?

Not a peep, not a sound

Bitch, you needa watch your mouth

Made a drop off, that's the fastest way I ever lost a pound

Drop a car, out of town

Hit a play that's outta bounds

Turn them to the lost and found

That broke boy shit is not allowed

Said you ain't like me but you bitin' me

Who's flossing now?

That shit so watered down

Fuck around and almost drowned

[Verse 2]

You mad that you ain't get a handout, that shit pitiful

Shit got too real, I pop a pill, it's uninvisible

Say you was with me but you quit when shit get difficult

I kept my head up, count this bread, I hope you miserable

You ain't wanna hit this shit, you'll get scared of the heights

I'm a matchmaker, take the cup and I pair it with ice

Keep the comparisons, that boy live an embarrassing life

I'ma catch a bag after bag 'till I'm buried alive

[Chorus]

Oh no, bitches lyin' in these times, can't fold

I know she miss me but I'm strictly on the road

And as I tax 'em, I'ma have 'em out the door

So cold

I know

Bitches lyin' in these times, can't fold

I know she miss me but I'm strictly on the road

Shit, I'm frozen, I been posted in the snow

So cold