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Post Malone( Austin Richard Post )

Cold

Producer:Cashio & FKi

[Hook]
Yeah my wrist so cold, and my ice so froze
And it's all for you
Yeah my life so cold and my wrist so froze
And it's all for you
Yeah my wrist so cold, and my ice so froze
Yeah I die for you
Yeah my ice so cold, and my wrist on froze
Yeah I die for you
Uh oh, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah

[Verse 1]
Yeah, Stoney he satisfied yeah
But it don't bring you closure
Diamonds my state of mind, I'm drowning in the ocean
Just stay right where you are and don't come any closer
I'm just gon handle mine and just maintain composure
People they say, learn from mistakes yeah
We keep your space yeah , but all this pain yeah
You say you go away yeah, still hit my lane though
You hurt so bad when you went away yeah
I need you needed you, so what the fuck do I do?
I need you needed you, so what the fuck do I do?

[Bridge]
Oh my God, oh my God (I don't bullshit no no more)
Oh my God, oh my God (think about you all the time)
Oh my God, oh my God (And I don't care bout my money)
It'll never be my [?], (Nothing coming on my own)

[Hook]
Yeah my wrist so cold, and my ice so froze
And it's all for you
Yeah my life so cold and my wrist so froze
And it's all for you
Yeah my wrist so cold, and my ice so froze
Yeah I die for you
Yeah my ice so cold, and my wrist on froze
Yeah I die for you

[Verse 2]
My jewelry on, know you can ice cube
And all I wanna do is just ignite you
This Saint Laurent, mama you look nice too
Can't hold my tongue, don't gather hearts too
Remember when I fell in love? I just came up alone
Remember aim 3 [?], told that bad bitch to get on my vlore
Hey, don't have much to do yeah, everything is ruined
Ain't no secret to it, thrown the check like a Nike, I just do it

[Bridge]
Oh my God, oh my God (I don't bullshit no no more)
Oh my God, oh my God (think about you all the time)
Oh my God, oh my God (And I don't care bout my money)
It'll never be my [?], (Nothing coming on my own)

[Hook]
Yeah my wrist so cold, and my ice so froze
And it's all for you
Yeah my life so cold and my wrist so froze
And it's all for you