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Coldest Afrikan - Back At It Lyrics



Coldest Afrikan - Back At It Lyrics




Huh I'm back at it with this shit y'all had enough time
Madi told me drop a hit I got some new rhymes
Bring a bank bring a social I don't do charm
This shit ain't happen overnight I had to go climb

Yeah I had to go climb nigga I had to go climb
I know what the f*ck going on I had to go climb
Huh I'm back at it with this shit y'all had enough time
Madi told me drop a hit I got some new rhymes

Bring a bank bring a social I don't do charm
This shit ain't happen overnight I had to go climb
Man I'm the coldest how much times I gotta say it nigga
Why you braggin' bout the price if you can't pay it nigga

Don't talk about that gun shit if you ain't spread nigga
I knew that bag was gon' come robbin' prayin' nigga
No Nick Cannon bro he got your bitch wild now
I was a bully up in school had niggas droppin' out

I ain't standin' on one leg when I'm hoppin' out
Your mans ain't gettin' off of work when he clockin' out
I know some niggas really ain't sharin' all my pics
Don't mention me up in your story bro get off my dick

If you see me you a fan hurry take a pic
And don't try nothin' funny cause I'm up to blink
Just hope you never fall off cause they gon' disappear
And when you get it all back that's when they reappear

It's blow up gang till I go bro we don't show no fear
I'm tryna go to Johnny Dang I don't shop at Sears
R came home he done blew through some shit already
I'm givin' niggas nightmares I don't f*ck with Freddy

Mar-Mar cookin' up that white like he f*ck with Betty
Man I'ma challenge anybody man let's see who ready
I'm not the rapper but I still want me a Lil Uzi
I got Canadian on me boy this Big Drake

I had a Glock 23 I used to call it Blake
Let's separate the real niggas from the fake
Sav smokin' on that power he might be a ranger
My nigga Musa got all mirrors boy you got all Wranglers

Shorty mad when she with you but I bet I change her
I'm aggressive when I rap I got a lot of anger
Ronnie sendin' hits out like he Ricky Pan
Man I'm the captain of the hook f*ck a Peter Pan

Every time that I went broke I had to do a scam
I'm wearin' all white on them I don't f*ck with clans
I see a dude talkin' crazy in my DM
But I'ma treat him like a punk when I see him

I want a pretty African to be my BM
Shout-out Brody I can't wait until they free him
Huh
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Huh I'm back at it with this shit y'all had enough time
Madi told me drop a hit I got some new rhymes
Bring a bank bring a social I don't do charm
This shit ain't happen overnight I had to go climb

Yeah I had to go climb nigga I had to go climb
I know what the f*ck going on I had to go climb
Huh I'm back at it with this shit y'all had enough time
Madi told me drop a hit I got some new rhymes

Bring a bank bring a social I don't do charm
This shit ain't happen overnight I had to go climb
Man I'm the coldest how much times I gotta say it nigga
Why you braggin' bout the price if you can't pay it nigga

Don't talk about that gun shit if you ain't spread nigga
I knew that bag was gon' come robbin' prayin' nigga
No Nick Cannon bro he got your bitch wild now
I was a bully up in school had niggas droppin' out

I ain't standin' on one leg when I'm hoppin' out
Your mans ain't gettin' off of work when he clockin' out
I know some niggas really ain't sharin' all my pics
Don't mention me up in your story bro get off my dick

If you see me you a fan hurry take a pic
And don't try nothin' funny cause I'm up to blink
Just hope you never fall off cause they gon' disappear
And when you get it all back that's when they reappear

It's blow up gang till I go bro we don't show no fear
I'm tryna go to Johnny Dang I don't shop at Sears
R came home he done blew through some shit already
I'm givin' niggas nightmares I don't f*ck with Freddy

Mar-Mar cookin' up that white like he f*ck with Betty
Man I'ma challenge anybody man let's see who ready
I'm not the rapper but I still want me a Lil Uzi
I got Canadian on me boy this Big Drake

I had a Glock 23 I used to call it Blake
Let's separate the real niggas from the fake
Sav smokin' on that power he might be a ranger
My nigga Musa got all mirrors boy you got all Wranglers

Shorty mad when she with you but I bet I change her
I'm aggressive when I rap I got a lot of anger
Ronnie sendin' hits out like he Ricky Pan
Man I'm the captain of the hook f*ck a Peter Pan

Every time that I went broke I had to do a scam
I'm wearin' all white on them I don't f*ck with clans
I see a dude talkin' crazy in my DM
But I'ma treat him like a punk when I see him

I want a pretty African to be my BM
Shout-out Brody I can't wait until they free him
Huh
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Writer: Ali Adan
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Performed By: Coldest Afrikan
Language: English
Length: 2:10
Written by: Ali Adan

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