The Cold Room - S1-E1

Lyrics

[Intro: Skengdo] (Yo, Elevate made this beat) Du-du-du-du, baow (Linguini) Free all the mandem, you know 410 shit, gang, gang Du-du-du-du, bow Du-du-du-du, bow (Ay, Tweeko mixed this, you know, it sounds cold) [Verse 1: Skengdo] Bro spotted them two IC3's Baow, one got smoked like trees (Baow) War with the heat, so you won't get heat up Laugh it off, and go get my free up Hots and ice like it's up in a freezer Them man forgot like they got amnesia (What?) Fuckin' eediats (Some GMs) Ever seen a man just chat for the views? I can't see them, John Cena (Can't see 'em) You think now I'm doin' feels up? The wap that we got, get feel up, wheel up Don't cross the road, get beat up, beat up (Baow) Catch one of them then see us, see us Dotty same size as Pirlo, Peeler How you talk smoke, but you ain't got beater? (How?) Best quick like Theresa [Verse 2: AM] Back that strap that bill it and puff that (Du-du) Bad one, that one, no, no, cuff that (Eurgh) Yeah, I'm from Brixton, that's where the guns at Tell a man "Watch that spinner and bun that" (Fuckin' hell) Man tapped out, how you gonna come back? You ain't gotta wait for the smoke, just run that (Don't wait) Bare kids 'cah you know man's son that Man are just common, sippin' on Cognac (Uh) Talk on the net, don't do that, don't do that (Don't do it) Two of his bredrins chillin' with 2Pac I don't know man like "Who's that, who's that?" (Who's that?) One to the head, that's gulag, gulag (Uh) I'm a bird, just put it like Susan Man, we just tek man's muller, and juice that (Juice that) Step with mine, I don't know about you, man (I don't know) Man are just tek man's dinner, and chew that [Verse 3: JaySlapIt] I'm on the backroad, evadin' that chase I've seen some new whips lookin' out of place (Skrr, skrr, skrr) Feds are on my back, runnin' out of pace Flippin' these packs, runnin' out of way (Flip that, flip that) I can never go back to the can It was nothin' but beef, and fish outta of cans (Aw, man) I made like twenty or more, aw man (Aw, man) Even thought it weren't part of the plan All take L's, gotta understand Won't get signed for no hundred grand (Nah) 'Cause I'm tryna get down 300 man (Ching, ching) I wanna music ting, weren't poppin' Bare of my opps kept droppin' (Bare them) I was pickin' up creps in the shop Where your mumzy was pickin' up coffins (Aw, man) It's offin', they get packed like shoppin' (Aw, man) [Verse 4: Skengdo] Du-du-du, baow, baow, baow (Du-du) The ting, this sound like a crasher on truck (Du-du) When you hear that bruck get bruck (Baow) Best pull up your pants, and fuckin' cut My ramb is fat, but Skengdo sucked But my rambz made sure that the boy, they fucked (Ching, ching) Had to do that dash, but they call it luck I call their shit 'cah their tools don't pump Tell my man to fix up his face And don't agg me, or you will get robbed Them man are well-known cappers They might as well just start the cappin' club Chinged Smoke, I felt so lovely Try fool me, and act like I'm dumb (Ching, ching) Could've done ****, and put him on a one T Or worst case with a punctured lung (Ching, ching) [Verse 5: AM] In the club, I ain't got no chill With the same hand ting, I got my man killed (Du-du) Same ways, now, they got my man billed Don't get bun a bit, my man will (Fuckin' hell) Wave that one, no, won't cast no spell My clumsy guy got juice that's spilled (Spill that) Opps can die, I don't wish them well My handy man, that's drills in drills (Prr) Bad B wanna splash like dolphin She don't even know that she get left in the motive (She don't) And his friend dropped dead like COVID I don't even know how my man's copin' (Brr) Don't act 'cah you know I'm a culprit Man are just aimin' at the chest, and poke it 30 loss then 2 double O Don't act for the hoes, do the Maths and solve it (Do the Maths) [Verse 6: JaySlapIt] Don't cross here, you will get left unconscious He's unresponsive, now, I'm on losses Teared like four of them boys, no Johnson (Ching, ching, ching) They tellin' me "Slaps, you're popular" 'Cah I'm known to pierce man's jugular (Ching that) It's broad off bike like Dracula I'm flippin' the script like spatula (Flip that) Had the block all black with binoculars We touched one of theirs, can't copy it (Ching) I got two on my blade, that's a bargain (True) Couple of views, and I'm lookin' all laughin' (Aw, man) Had the feds tryna learn our jargon 'Cause a young boy ball like harden [Bridge: JaySlapIt] And I ain't ever met no Spartan Beg "Pardon", he got chinged in Harlem (Du-du) Them dancin', they get hit like carton (Du-du-du) Cross Spartan, and you get ripped like tartan (Baow) Half-hearted, now, your friend is departed (Du-du-du) I ain't ever met no Spartan Beg "Pardon", he got chinged in Harlem (Ching that) Them man, they're dancers, carton Cross Spartan, and you get ripped like tartan (Ching that, ching that) [Outro] (Yo, Elevate made this beat)