Don Patron - They Fold (feat. Jay Goodie) Lyrics

I want his cash I ain't gonna lie
I'm feeling cold in this drip
Heard he got gear lets rip
If he act up he get lit
They all say that I'm on fire
And these street's so cold
Melt this gat to molt
Don't trust them coz they fold, they fold
Ooouuu they fold
Ooouuu they fold
Ooouuu they fold
Ooouuu they fold
Ice on my neck the honeycomb setter huh
Step in the spot, changing the weather
I make it rain and they poor
No wife, she a mad whore
Call the asylum on this bitch
Molly making me lit
She goin crazy on my dick
Don be covered in Gucci
Walk in the spot and everyone like who he?
And I'm balling in Louis
The clerk flirting with me, tryna do me
And I'm so dripped yeah
And I'm too fit huh
I got the grip don't try test me up in this shit, yeah
Step in the spot I'm changing the weather
Cold like drip but I came with a sweater
Talk my shit yeah I came with the pressure
Tuff industry I came in it better
Aim where his head at, aim with a Retta
To me my aim is be better
You gotta pay to visit
Killed the beat, tell em Satan did it
Beat my level, you ain't the same division
No kicks but let's say this bass is hitting like woo
See my fame risen like woo
See my pay is risen like woo
And the charts I wait for hitting, Can't wait for millions like woo
But they won't f*ck with this dude
And I won't f*ck with you too
I want his cash I ain't gonna lie
I'm feeling cold in this drip
Heard he got gear lets rip
If he act up he get lit
They all say that I'm on fire
And these street's so cold
Melt this gat to molt
Don't trust them coz they fold, they fold
I want his cash I ain't gonna lie
I'm feeling cold in this drip
Heard he got gear lets rip
If he act up he get lit
They all say that I'm on fire
And these street's so cold
Melt this gat to molt
Don't trust them coz they fold, they fold
Ooouuu they fold
Ooouuu they fold
Ooouuu they fold
Ooouuu they fold