Cold Case

(album: Chop Stixx & Banana Clips - 2019)

No chopper, no trace
No mask, no face
Looking like another cold-blooded cold case
No chopper, no trace
No mask, no face
Looking like another cold-blooded cold case

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Another cold case, put that on ice
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They hit the lil' homey with a K
Damn, that shit fucked up
That's another cold case
Damn, that shit fucked up
Reconstructed bruh's face
Damn, that shit fucked up
Finna take a trip for his sake
Yeah, that shit was fucked up

Tooting powder off a plate
For the city you can pray
Try and see another day
Dropping shells for my gang
The Roley cute but kinda plain
Yeah, I'm finna fuck it up
They don't care about your age
Damn, kill a kid? That shit fucked up
Drop out 10th grade
I ain't learn shit, it was fucked up
Still visit bruh grave
When I think about it, shit fucked up
Why you mad 'cause we ran it up?
The hate is real so I'm blammied up
My jits need it, I'm a handy boi
Off the top, you like family, blood

Yeah, nigga can't stand me, blood
I don't give a fuck on granny blood
Ah, nigga can't stand me blood
I don't give a fuck on granny blood

No chopper, no trace
No mask, no face
Looking like another cold-blooded cold case
No chopper, no trace
No mask, no face
Looking like another cold-blooded cold case

Another one, put that on ice
Another cold case, put that on ice
Another one
Put that on ice
Another cold case, put that on ice
Another one

Came up with the handle
Arm & Hammer, grammar
Slang dope, hit licks
If I come short then I get ghost
That's a phantom
Whoa, what the deal is?
Young hust' on the avenue, bitch get choosey when I pass, ay
Now it's looking like a field trip
Been the man back then and still is
Long Beach to the max when I'm in here
Too many fellas, ain't no telling what we gonna do
When I start tripping, have to pull the thang out
I was only 13 when I served the first dope fiend
Tripping late at night with the cane out
Cocaine, huff a white like Colgate
For the love of the money, that my soulmate
Hey, you know I triple up when I rotate
Cold case, 'nother one, I'm like okay

No chopper, no trace
No mask, no face
Looking like another cold-blooded cold case
No chopper, no trace
No mask, no face
Looking like another cold-blooded cold case

Another one, put that on ice
Another cold case, put that on ice
Another one
Put that on ice
Another cold case, put that on ice
Another one

Boss nigga so I shoot niggas, it ain't new nigga
Can't be speaking on a body if you was just there but you ain't shoot, nigga
When I go, it's just two niggas and a driver, I don't need a group nigga
No respect for a nigga talking 'bout shooting if he ain't shoot with us
A couple face shots, then a nigga done
Hand gun with the Cinnabon
The homies praying that the niggas come
If they slide through we gon' fill him up
The ambulance can't help you up

No chopper, no trace
No mask, no face
Looking like another cold-blooded cold case
No chopper, no trace
No mask, no face
Looking like another cold-blooded cold case

Another one, put that on ice
Another cold case, put that on ice
Another one
Put that on ice
Another cold case, put that on ice
Another one