five degrees

Worry 'bout yourself, baby, I'll be good
I just wanna die in peace tonight
You can see it in my face so I wear my hood
Feelin' like it's five degrees tonight
Everybody cold where I come from
Cut your mans down, you was lookin' for a come up
Next summer, I'll be on a island
With your bitch and a bottle and a pocket full of numbers
Don't stutter, slang from the gutter
Got bang for your butter
Got my name from my mother
No other, shinin' through the shutter
Say she over me, whatever 'cause she underneath my covers
Bet you wish you had my flow
I know I'm dope, I could ask your ho
Bet you wish you got me mad, you don't
You won't, not never, stop blowin' up my phone (brrt)
Yo, run that shit back for me
Worry 'bout yourself, baby, I'll be good
I just wanna die in peace tonight
You can see it in my face so I wear my hood
Feelin' like it's five degrees tonight
Everybody cold where I come from
Cut your mans down, you was lookin' for a come up
Next summer, I'll be on a island
With your bitch and a bottle and a pocket full of numbers