Cold Post Malone

Tekst piosenki i chwyty na gitarę

  • [1] Chwyty na gitarę
[Wstęp]
b G b x3

[Hook]
bYeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on frGoze
And it's Ball for you
bYeah, my ice so cold and my wrist on frGoze
Yeah it's Ball for you
bYeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on frGoze
Yeah, I'd bdie for Byou G 
bYeah, my ice so cold and my wrist on frGoze
Yeah, I'd bdie for Byou G 
[Instrumental]
b G x3
b
[Zwrotka 1]
gYeah, stuntin', it's satisfyin' Bbut it don't Gbring you closure
bDiamonds my state of mind, bI'm drownin' in the ocean
gJust stay right bwhere you are and don't come Gany closer
bI'm just gon' Bhandle mine and just mainbtain composure
bPeople, they say learn from misGtakes, yeah
You bkeep your space, yeah, but all this pain, yeah
bYou say you Go away, yeah, still hit my Glane though
You bhurt so bad bwhen you bwent away, yeah
bI needed you, needed byouG 
So Bwhat the fbuck Do I dGo?
gI needed you, bneeded you G 
So Bwhat the fuck Do I Gdo?
[Refren]
bOh my God, oh my God
A lot of cbullshit on my bmind
bOh my God, oh my God
bI think about you all the time
bOh my God, oh my God
And I Gdon't care b'bout no money
bLeave a knot up in my throat
bNow I'm counting on my own

[Hook]
bYeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on frGoze
And it's Ball for you
bYeah, my ice so cold and my wrist on frGoze
Yeah it's Ball for you
bYeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on frGoze
Yeah, I'd bdie for Byou G 
bYeah, my ice so cold and my wrist on frGoze
Yeah, I'd bdie for Byou G 
[Zwrotka 2]
bMy jewelry on, like an Gice cube
And Ball I wanna Do is bjust ignite you
This Saint Laurent, mama, you look Gnice too
Can't Bhold my tongue, don't bgot the heart to
Remember when I fell in lcove?
bI just came up balonGe
bRemember aim three, my fauGlt
bTold that bad bitch get on my Vlgone
Hey, bdon't have much to Gdo, yeah B 
bEverything is Gruined g  
Ain't no bsecret tGo it
Thrown the check like a bNike, I just bDo it
[Refren]
bOh my God, oh my God
A lot of cbullshit on my bmind
bOh my God, oh my God
bI think about you all the time
bOh my God, oh my God
And I Gdon't care b'bout no money
bLeave a knot up in my throat
bNow I'm counting on my own

[Hook]
bYeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on frGoze
And it's Ball for you
bYeah, my ice so cold and my wrist on frGoze
Yeah it's Ball for you
bYeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on frGoze
Yeah, I'd bdie for Byou G 
bYeah, my ice so cold and my wrist on frGoze
Yeah, I'd bdie for Byou G 

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