So Cold

[Intro: Max B]

Paul Couture, Max Biggavel

This what we sound like baby (Couture)

[Chorus: Max B]

I'm so cold

Baby, why your blood zero below?

No matter how many tries

Nobody really ever sees us unless we froze

She said nigga, "You got a mouth like gold

But your heart like snow, you're so cold"

See I got a thing for you and I can't let go, I'm goin' home

[Verse 1: Max B]

They recommended semi-automatic weapons

Tradition, fuck a second amendment as long as they legal

They independent niggas

Hands in the sin box, dealers and killas tryna make a play

She ain't get the best of me, schemin' like a refugee

Daddy, what's the password? Screamin', "Open sesame"

Ain't a nigga fuck it yet, Bigga you the first

I be bangin', she be buckin' back

They ain't give me nuttin' yeah

They just say the same shit

We just play the games

Speak my name Don Biggie, it came to change