Rich Boy - Kill Em Cold lyrics

rate me

I be talking about money, they be talking about me

They get your dollars all, fuck this shit nigga

Talk about money

Everything else bullshit

Let the games begin, who got what it takes to win

I’m chasing that money, it’s blowing like the wind

I’m set in trance, come follow me look at my bitch

They talking like they taking over, but that’s over with

I had a vision, one night that I can make it out

Making yachts, foreign spots, diamonds if you break the watch

Let me count up what I got, back to the spot

Should I make a movie now, erything’s about a shot

Have you ever really made over 100 grand

Have you ever had more than 50k in your hand

Blow a stack, throw that shit up like a quarterback

Boy you talking pety dollars, I’m talking more than that

The snu shining on my pain, I make it ...thank

Look at me I’m who you ain’t

Tryina beat me but you can’t

I’m reppin niggas of jerome, my story’s untold

Hoes licking foes, cause that ice be killin em cold

Ice be killin em cold, ice be killin em cold.