Hello?

[Verse: Sam Lucia]

Welcome to the cold front

Where everybody raisin' cold ones

And everybody think they owed one

'Cause they repped So Lo at our show once

Please don't crack under pressure

Rest assured we gon' get it by any measure

Already special, they ain't giving everybody medals

Participation is a game I got to score to settle

I see Jeffe twistin' knobs like he AM

We fightin' feelin's, writin' demons til the day end

So we be pourin' up, and all they say is, "Say when"

Oh lord, baby boy out the play pen

I'mma hit 'em with the magic stick

And if you doubt it, I'mma hit you with the blackest dick (ho)

I know a couple girls who talkin' to us different

Dudes sendin' mixtapes wantin' us to listen, oh

Gang gang, they fuckin' with the vision

Yeah mane, they fuckin' with the vision

Same name, but they treat us like we gifted

In thrifted denim, spittin' venom to the children

But I'm paranoid of change

What if my brother can't look at me the same

'Cause I been OT since 2-13

And my sisters, same damn thing

Inhale, inhale, smile, wave

Be chill, this a cold front thang

Keep it zipped up, til you lift up, til you got the heat

Then ask yourself if you want it, or a wannabe

[Outro: Female voice]

When you said you were leaving, I didn't expect it so soon

I knew it's what you wanted but I kept thinking there was something else I could do to make you stay

I didn't know what would make you so happy and I-