Cold - Lyrica Anderson, Moneybagg Yo

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you treat me so cold

Why you L-O-V-E so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you treat me so cold

Why you L-O-V-E so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Cold, why you always in your phone?

(Nah)

Tell me what’s got you glued, yeah

You fuckin' up my mood, yeah

One foot in, I can’t take

Need something knew, I won’t wait

Always on your way, when money is on the way

All in my face, trying to save face

Please, ain’t nothing left to say

Don’t try to plead your case (Nope)

Baby it’s ok, don’t got time to waste

Too much on my plate

I need TLC, I just can’t believe

You put money over everything

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you treat me so cold

Why you L-O-V-E so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you treat me so cold

Why you L-O-V-E so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Way too heartless, my heart cold

When they made me they broke the mold

Texting me shit you think you know

Tellin' me that I fucked that hoe

I was securing the bag, you trippin'

Know you been hurt before and I get it

You have the time of your life when you with me

Don’t let them hoes throw you off in the city

Celine, Chanel, I’m lacing you up

I’m teaching you how to keep hate in the cut

I’m counting off, you think I’m busting a nut

You tellin' me that I done fucked up your trust

Start forgetting, you my number one

(Don't get amnesia, when your in your feelings)

You my witness, made something from nothing

(Drop the top, let’s see the Sun, uh)

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you treat me so cold

Why you L-O-V-E so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you treat me so cold

Why you L-O-V-E so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Brrr, ooh, oh to the door

Bout to get out on my own

I might hit the club

Later hit the studio

Anything goes, you got no control

Don’t know what they told you

I’m too much to handle

I’m too much to handle

I gave you a sample

But you want to gamble

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you treat me so cold

Why you L-O-V-E so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you treat me so cold

Why you L-O-V-E so cold

Why you gotta be so cold

Why you gotta, why gotta be so cold

Why you gotta, why gotta be so cold

Why you gotta be so cold