[Intro: Jay Worthy]
Eh
Eh
Eh
What's hanning?
What's hanning though?
It's your boy P Worthy
Tapping in for the Westside of Bompton
Eastside up too though
La musica da Harry Fraud
My nigga Harry Fraud
Woo woo
Yeah that
[Verse 1: Jay Worthy]
On the eastside of New Orleans slapping Moby Dick
Told Spitta grab the 65, let's roll that bitch
Talking down on a pimp, but I don't know that bitch
Where your game at? I thought you would control that bitch
I hit a switch on a chevy and we bounce that shit
In the telly checking traps, let me count that shit
I had to discipline a ho bitch, this counterfeit
Getting high on the job, getting played by a trick
Bitch greener than the motherfucking money in my pocket
Like a bonified go-er getting to it, don't stop it
Best ho I ever had, she was 33
Every time I went O.T., she would simp for a P
Like a veteran bitch, who respect the game
No renegade shit, don't disrespect my name
I ain't in this for a lil petty watch and a chain
Bought a condo off the game, and I put it in my name
[Chorus: Jay Worthy]
Cold game, ice cold, like the wrist froze
Eh
Pull up, hop out like the bitch chose
Funkadelic, Psychedelic, no disco
Bitch you never ever heard it like this, ho
Cold game, ice cold, like the wrist froze
Eh
Pull up, hop out like the bitch chose
I’m gettin’ money I don’t ever have to trip tho’
Bitch you never ever heard it like this, ho
[Verse 2: Guapdad 4000]
I'm in time 4, tryna climb up the Totem pole
Indian, I'm a chief, baby, that's just how it go
Laughing while I'm shopping, cop expensive on that ho
Yeah they check me while I'm checking out, I'm different in the store
How you figure? I'm a seven figure nigga, tryna get to number eight
Like I'm Kobe, you a snake, you a lizard, like the creature on the SoBe
Me, I'm drinking boba, bunny with boney hands and stealing from OnlyFans
It's cold game, shout out Slayder
You know that money gon' get to talking, need a translator
I bet that janitor gon get to mopping when I'm droppin’ all these bands
It's Guapdaddy 4 thangs, now I'm in the Stang’
Crawling on the blade
With a thick big booty bitch, and I got her on stage
Sending all my legal shit out of state
Niggas gotta go get paid
[Chorus: Jay Worthy]
Cold game, ice cold, like the wrist froze
Eh
Pull up, hop out like the bitch chose
Funkadelic, psychedelic, no disco
Bitch you never ever heard it like this, ho
Cold game, ice cold, like the wrist froze
Eh
Pull up, hop out like the bitch chose
I'm gettin' money, I don't ever have to trip though
Bitch you never ever heard it like this, ho
[Verse 3: G Perico]
Ice cold game, running through my veins
Chunky gold chain, nigga bang, love them niggas from my gang
Nigga gotta watch his back, hold me down with the mack
In 05, breaking bitches on the track
In 09, bitch, I'm back on parole, fresh off the level 4
In the Buick, checking traps from my hoe
Nigga getting to the chili, focus on a hundred milli
9 figgie niggie, tell me, can you feel me?
Can you see it?
Do you believe it?
Keep it real, if you don't, then I'm leaving
Money motivated, tech 9 chrome plated
I look back and thank god that I made it
Still’ll break the dice game up
5 duse out the gate, roll a 7 every time, who got the fade?
Shake em, Shake em, Shake em
Roll them in a circle of niggas, and watch me break them
