Who composed the song “Cold” by Xavier?

The song “Cold” by Xavier was composed by Noah Eaton.

Cold

Noah Eaton

Bitch, I'm ice cold
Icicles are flashing on my wrists like laser light shows
Plain to see I'm dangerous and turbulent no fly zone
Shake your hand and smile, turn around and where'd your wife go?
I don't know, my home

Nobody wanna shoot the hoops
With the missile rounds, the bazooka nukes
I got the diamonds dancing like uzi doot-doot
These bitches bodies Betty Boop-Sha-Boop
And I'm cold
Bitch, you bet I know this Jedi rogue
I pull up in a red beam like Anakin Skywalker
And attached to my hip are these Twin Thai ho's
Dive in the night like we let dice roll
I'm like a reptile zoned
I'm the monster underneath ya bedside ho
The tech I own is higher grade than whatever the fuck that this Best Buy hold
Bitch, I went viral
Sit down, that's ya neck I choke
I'm the projectile pro, grab the trench knife hold it
By the edge I hone and toss dead eye throw
Ya head is where I'm gonna etch my Coat of Arms
Kingpin X, look around
Buss shots on sight bitch, look a round
Hide ya face but can't fool around
I'm smoking all of ya'll just like a hookah lounge
Huge amounts inside a few accounts
I got the underground locked like a sewer valve
Slaughtered everybody in the way and I took the crown
Here I go again with this Crooked Smile
Strut in the room with a case of Drain-O
Peels ya skin back like a baked potato
The iconic villain coming with them blonde dimes
With a hundred bitches wobbling they pom-poms
Fucked up like Wubba Lubba Dub Dub
Jimmy Cricket he finna be telling me to rock on
Take the long when the sun gone, Ramadan
Fuck her to the drum, Tweedle Diddy Dum Diddy Dum Diddy Dum Dum

The aggressive one, such excessive force
Bodying everyone in the upper echelon
Strippers all want me exclusive, I got the juice bitch
I am the fucking Szechuan Sauce
Luxury restaurant, sexy broad, look just like Megan Fox
Butt is stretched apart across the hood of a rental car
Fuck you bitches this is for ya crummy Reddit Blog
Milla for milla I'm the vanilla Gorilla
I got the militant artillery, a serial killer
Instiller of terror, Attila of the guerrilla war era
I am known to be explosive like I'm Syrian children
Fulfilling a narrative from the pyramid hieroglyphics
Got women and liquor throwing off my Circadian Rhythm
My skrilla could build up a fucking cylindrical pillar
And a throne in the sky like a Pterodactyl and
My ancestors blessed him, restless effort
Built me a kingdom from my pennilessness
If you saw me back then you'd be second guessing
How I turned up as the debt collector
Theft and meds and an offensive mental
Get the fuck outta my face 'fore I etch-a-sketch ya
Shut the fuck up!
Forget, neglect, you the breath of freshness when ya chest congested
Flipping a switch on a dime, on a laser
Point, spitting poison like spiders and snakes
And I'm back pulling lats like some spine column break shit
Floss, I'm the boss, who the White Colla Gangsta?
Who you know doing wine bottle tastings?
Lobster bisque dinner while stock exchanging
Stash the clip, the .45 is my baby
Smoking a blunt in paradise with an Asian
Life so sin city, loaded, dope-diggity
Those opposing X be begging for coke recipes
Home remedy, dough, it's Rome, Italy
Parmesan, Gouda, Garlic Roast heavenly
Motor boating your's, nitro gasoline
Santa rolls in yo ho-ho-ho's chimney
Throat quenching she choke, swallow, when is he
Ever gone let go the chichi?
You kidding me?

My mind's killing me
That's why I'm so numb

Who knows the difference between a Villain and a hero
Just doing what we supposed to do
We all got interior motives and mine you should know em fool
I want ho's to screw
A tight hole or two, and enormous boobs
Shit I'll even pray to God and Jehovah too
I need a couple tatted bitches who don't know no rules
Un-lawing polygamy is overdue
I'm ice cold

Xavier

Cold

Trivia about the song Cold by Xavier

Most popular songs of Xavier

Other artists of Funk