Minnesota (Remix)
[Hook: Lil Yachty]
You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
Cause it get cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota
Cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota
Need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
Cause it get cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota
Cold like Minnesota, it get cold like Minnesota
Need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
[Verse1: Lil Yachty]
Cause it get cold like Minnesota, ridin' 'round on boulders
Money sittin' up, it sits way above your shoulders
I was eatin' pork and rinds with a bitch from New York Times
I don't eat no pork and rinds but that bitch was mighty fine
I got gold all on my necklace, tatted up my arms
Now my mama think I'm reckless, got guns under my mattress
I was juggin since a youngin', free my older cousin Reesey
He from Hamilton not D.C, I rock N.Bs like I'm Gleetchie
Flip phone banging off the walls, Gucci on my drawers
Why the fuck you in these streets if your scared of them four walls?
I was strokin' on your sister, she was callin' me her mister
She suck dick for a picture, it's Lil Yachty nice to meet you
I was juggin' off them stacks, countin' up them racks
Almost had a lifetime sentence, but I beat it, shout out to Pat!
Pat, that's my lawyer, he got me off them chargers
8 stacks for that boy, he took care of the boy
[Hook: Lil Yachty]
Cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota
Cold like Minnesota, it get cold like Minnesota
Need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
Cause it get cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota
Cold like Minnesota, it get cold like Minnesota
[Verse 2: Quavo]
You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
When they said LIl Yatchy hot I'm like that's him or me
Wrists like Minnesota, trapping Coca-Cola
Catching planes Anquan Bolden
She got the hot box, know that's its stolen
Large sizes, all type of narcotics
Got a bankroll in that big body
I love my Motorola, I love my Motorola
I love my Motorola, I love my Motorola
Fuck 12 they can't pull me over
Smoking that gas and that odor
Cooking up then flip it over
You must've forgot it, we battle like soldiers
Its cold but I got my shirt off
Trap niggas can't fall off
Big sack of molly, golf ball
Big sack of molly, golf ball
[Verse 3: Skippa Da Fippa]
I trap in Minnesota like a viking
Flood out the Skydweller it got good lighting
We made the dab and all of y'all biting
Two thick white bitches, both of 'em dikes
I make a 50 before his acre
I was in the streets but I ain't have no cable
Me and Lil Yachty touch down at the safe house
Skippa Da Flippa, I will bring the rice out
[Verse 4: Young Thug]
Cold like Minnesota, racks on foul I told ya
I iced out my Rollie, then did the same damn thing for my brodies
All a nigga trap spot beaming like a post
I could but the heat inside the kitchen like baller
I could feel your bitch head up like a lawyer
They don't know no sign posts
Big machine, big machine
I'm cooking bean on jelly beans
No need to smell it ,all was clean
That money talking, Charlie Sheen
I'm riding Ubers with the toolie
I got more diamonds than your jeweler
I make her come back like a Yu-Gi
If you ain't know it now you knew it
I aim at her head like a sniper rifle
She can't be my bitch if she diking diking
I bought her a ring but no wifey wifey
She slurp on that dick and I like it, like it
No game but she Nike Nike
No Nike, she know I do it
I eat that bitch like a hot pocket
No Nike, she know I do it
[Hook: Lil Yachty]
Cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota
Cold like Minnesota, it get cold like Minnesota
Need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
You need to stay up out them streets if you can't take the heat
Cause it get cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota
Cold like Minnesota, it get cold like Minnesota