[Lyric] Hate When Its Cold (Patrick Cc: & Yeroc)

[Intro]
Been a minute since I wasn't winning
Been a minute since I wasn't in it
Been a minute since I wasn't sinnin'
Been a minute since Granny was grinnin'
Been a minute since I was down bad
I was broke than a bitch on my ass
They switch up when I got me some cash
They switched up on bro copped him a jag

[Chorus]
This year I'mma buy me a crib
Fuck it might have me a kid
This year I might marry this bitch
This year I'mma take me to Ritz
This year I'mma bust down my wrist
This year I'mma bust down my bitch
Yeah we going crazy with this
This year I ain't taking no shit
This year I ain't taking no shit (Hell nah)
This year I ain't taking no shit
This year I ain't taking no shit (Hell nah)
This year I ain't taking no shit
This year I ain't taking no shit (Yeah, yeah)
This year I ain't taking no shit (Yeah, yeah)
This year I ain't taking no shit (Yeroc, Yeroc)
This year I ain't taking no shit (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
I hate when it's cold (Hate when it's cold)
I hate when you hang with that nigga that told
I'm on the road (Yeah)
Why you in the left lane bitch you too slow
I hate I'm off lean
I hate when she keeps coming up in my dreams
I'm like what do you mean (Yeah)
Can you answer my question don't leave me on seen (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got a 30 round clip and its ready to pop (Green, pop)
Double R, I keep a stick in the box (Stick in the box)
Spin on his block like we playing slots
I don't get cold feet 'cause I sleep with my socks (Hell nah)
It's crazy but it's true (Crazy, true)
I'm in NYC and I'm loving the view
That boy dirty as hell please don't step on my shoe
I know that you lying but we act like its true
I know they envious they try to catch me slippin' (Catch me sippin')
When them lights get behind me they know I'm dippin'
That bitch try to cross me I thought she was Christian
That bitch try to fuck me I thought she was Christian (Thought she was Christian)

[Verse 2]
Shorty got the tea but can't buy a pack of liq' (Hell nah)
In the back of the Porsche truck no kizzy
This car got a beam on it and I ain't miss
I can put my whole team on I ain't trippin'
Try to run me bro 'gone have to find out where you stay (Yeah)
He stay that he tough we 'gone find out today (Yeah)
We don't aim at his body we aim at his face (Yeah)
Put a switch on the Glock I'ma shoot it like Mace
Already told me boy stay on your toes
JB told me boy just stack up the Rolls
I swear to God I don't love on these hoes (Hell nah)
I pray to God she don't love on the bros (Yeah, yeah)
I told my brother lets go hit up Chase (Go hit up Chase)
Let's bring in the racks today
Told a broke nigga get out my face
I ain't stopping for shit please out of my way (Get out my way)
[Chorus]
This year you 'gone get you a bag (Bag)
This year you 'gone get off your ass (Your ass)
This year you ain't coming in last
This year you ain't going outside
This year you ain't taking no shit
This year you ain't taking no shit
This year you ain't taking no shit
This year you ain't taking no shit (Ah shit, taking no shit, uh shit, you ain't taking no shit, uh)