Mac 11 London - Out Cold Lyrics

Yeah, ayy, knock em out cold, knock em, knock em Out Cold
Too bad that that talk done got old
Knock em out cold, knock em, knock em Out Cold
I ain't tripping bout that money cause I got mo
First let me get the chance to just be menace
I got money i got spinach I got whips and they rented
Got a eliante wrist and a new birkin on my bitch
Bitches twerkin because im rich wishin that they could get with this
Got a 22 for city folk a FN and a 44
Welcome to the rodeo lets see if you can Dosi-Do
Dosi-Do Dosi-Do, Do it like you suppose to though
Im so done with soulles hoes, Rode this bike she broke the spokes
Yeah, ayy, knock em out cold, knock em, knock em Out Cold
Too bad that that talk done got old
Knock em out cold, knock em, knock em Out Cold
I ain't tripping bout that money cause I got mo
Been curbed hoes like justin bieber, twin turbo up in this sleeper
Bad bitch come with this new beeper, she gives road head she's a keeper
Pussy dusty, let me sweep, take it off road in a jeep
One thing that i know is never give a ho your soul to keep
Gotta keep em on they toes, middle finger for my foes
Pinky finger f*ckin' froze, and i still ain't cuffin ho's
Nah, no, and i still ain't cuffin ho's
Ima just be here outside, you scared won't come out anymore
Knock em out cold, knock em, knock em Out Cold
Too bad that that talk done got old
Knock em out cold, knock em, knock em Out Cold
I ain't tripping bout that money cause I got mo