WORD TO THE ROOKIE REMIX lyrics

[Hook Xavier Wulf]
I told you n*ggas bout trying to stand the cold
He went too far now he can't find his way home
Caraco cold stones all over my coat
Switch it back, Snow Storm Style to your throat n*gga
They say woe don't swing, I said I won't but let 'em know
If I gotta do it I'ma glue him to the floor
Lazy boy, plain Jane n*ggas hit the door
I can't let you shaky flakey n*ggas sneak aboard

[Verse 1 Xavier Wulf]
I ain't got my sandals and my shorts but I'm they father
Why they hating on me
Better stop before we start something
Racing flag blowing in the wind they said encore
She said can we chill I said I'm cold enough without ya', thank ya'
I don't let these hoes tear my house up
Leave them damn shoes at the door
Don't make me Uncle Phil you out cuh
I don't give no f*ck bout what your spouse does
Bring it back to me I'll show ya' real quick how we don't equal up
I'm young and doing good like fam was hoping for
And I ain't gon' let you take it
Make me take your ass and break it boy
Your b*tch jumped on my ship look how she scream Ahoy
Now watch how we enjoy
I'm smoking blunts while I beat your boy
[Hook Xavier Wulf]
I told you n*ggas bout trying to stand the cold
He went too far now he can't find his way home
Caraco cold stones all over my coat
Switch it back, Snow Storm Style to your throat n*gga
They say woe don't swing, I said I won't but let 'em know
If I gotta do it I'ma glue him to the floor
Lazy boy, plain Jane n*ggas hit the door
I can't let you shaky flakey n*ggas sneak aboard

[Verse 2 Thouxanbanfauni]
n*ggas say "Bankai," turn that pistol to a pole
VVS around my neck leave my heart froze
We some hot boys but out here we get cold
I suggest you don't come out to 34 (3400)
Christmas we ain't have sh*t we just got some coal
And I don't f*ck with frenemies, don't f*ck with foes
Shawty won't be my b*tch but that b*tch she a hoe
I got all my enemies I keep them on they toes
I can't never be a folder b*tch, I can't fold
All these n*ggas chit chatting talkin' it get old
All that damn comotion that you do to promote
Plus all these n*ggas making goals tell em' take notes

[Hook Xavier Wulf]
I told you n*ggas bout trying to stand the cold
He went too far now he can't find his way home
Caraco cold stones all over my coat
Switch it back, Snow Storm Style to your throat n*gga
They say woe don't swing, I said I won't but let 'em know
If I gotta do it I'ma glue him to the floor
Lazy boy, plain Jane n*ggas hit the door
I can't let you shaky flakey n*ggas sneak aboard