cold shoulder - moose truffle lyrics
[verse 1: moose]
*cough*
f*ck i’m coughing up blood
i still got some fight in me
f*ck the beach, town and callaway i ain’t gon bless you
snotty ass nose b*tch i ain’t gon say achoo
i ain’t call the cops on that party t
drug a p*ssyboy like cardi b
jugg him like he ain’t onto me
thugging in my sketchers
put him in a stretcher
i’m a biltmore bandit
if you talking sh*t you finna can it
i spot em and i got em
beach babies plotting
hurricane michael my shooter
smoked your pack like a pack named tooka
b*tch i’m bomb as f*ck, bazooka
shoutout to the wood and lynn haven
they not the ones hating
mugging tourists cause f*ck it
shoot em like jordan, bucket!
g*shock too icy
shoutout to pooh sheisty
f*ck kodak black he holding l’s
pop my opps like they made of pills
the county after me but they p*ssies
only guns they got are props for movies
crumble their ego like cookies
upper grand lagoon full of rookies
b*tches talking sh*t i call em snooki
beatbox, boombox, does it f*cking matter?
my speaker gon make the ears shatter
cook my opps down like a platter
p*ssy pulled up on me but he f*cking ran
talking all that sh*t b*tch i don’t give a d*mn
westend was never with it
the county needs to f*cking quit it
[chorus dialogue: moose & attila]
ayo wassup moose?
aight so attila i know how much we f*cking hate this place
but we got some f*cking business
now spit some sh*t!
[verse 2: attila]
b*tch i’m still breathing fire
you gone need more lordvessels if you wanna light this pyre
you gone ask us what’s in store it’s not looking like survivors
with the sword i’m young strider
off the porch i got my lighter
till you pull up tryna fight only to learn i’m not a fighter
lost your life from your desires
i keep moving like a tire
wonder how you ain’t retired
cause your fans is none the wiser
all the p*ssy you’ve acquired
come from youngins who admire
a fall that’s only gonna get more dire
i keep going (yeah)
and i’m not about to stop
curly think he popping off
but he never drop a song
that make me think he a god
he be rapping straight facade
no lovell but he a fraud
i put hurst up in that he*rs*
medics said it was the worst
that they’d seen in years of work
king attila gone berserk
tryna get my f*cking turn
i just do this for the thrill
i’m just tryna pay my bills
never been to jacksonville
but i could get jaxon k!lled (phew!)
[outro: moose & attila]
f*ck g*y point! f*ck upper grand lagoon!
f*ck westend! f*ck lil purple zombie!
f*ck everybody over there!
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