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Song title: Chris Brown - Way Too Cold (theraflu) (freestyle)

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My bank account tellinâ€™ me to calm down
They bill boys tellinâ€™ me to climb down
Niggas pillow talkinâ€™, let me find out
To give a fuck about later victim all night
You know the shot is what I do though
Bitch, you know Iâ€™m flexinâ€™ about a necklace and a 2 door
Monday in a Rolly, Tuesday in a Tupla
Beat killinâ€™ crap niggas this is what I do though
These niggas is lamy, always complaininâ€™, doinâ€™ the same shit
Step all up on Twitter, to make you follow, suck on the same dick
Iâ€™m tired of these niggas, tired of arguing over the same bitch
Niggas funny like comics, Iâ€™m wealthy nigga I ainâ€™t rich
My shit be up in galleries, a million when I paint bitch
Pop records but made is Ferrari, thatâ€™s the lane switch
Switch it up, all these niggas work for number change
Grown up, all you niggas, yea my number changed
Hit boy, all these rappers wastinâ€™ beats
I bought all my clip toys and those niggas wastinâ€™ heat
Yea, I talk that beat noise aka Iâ€™m TNT
I blow that shit up, get up
This boy you canâ€™t get rid of
Donâ€™t fuck with my old bitches like a bad flirt
Every industry niggas that had her
Shake a tree like a pumpkin just to smash her
Bitches break in codes but Iâ€™m the password
Now itâ€™s time for young niggas to shake down shit
If you yappinâ€™ in the club then you surround it
They say he trippinâ€™ on some gray hound shit
He didnâ€™t listen, now he listeninâ€™ to the ground bitch
Put him out
Heâ€™s sleepinâ€™
With all the snickers on his chest he barely breathinâ€™
Like his lights out, he took a beatinâ€™
Hand on his chest holdinâ€™ his hard pledge of allegiance
Damn, this bitch call me the Theraflu
Took her shoppinâ€™, bought her 15 hundred pair of shoes
Uh, Theraflu
Iâ€™m a cold ass nigga
Fuck you