[Intro – smooth, half-spoken] Yeah… she showed up, temperature flipped… Frost on the beat, frost on the beat… [Verse 1 – cocky but silky] She got that black dress cut like a warning sign, Gold on her wrist but her pulse stay borderline. One stare, whole club turnin’ blue, Sweet like sugar but she bite right through. I’m tryna stay calm but she cools my fire, Sip a little heat but she take me higher. [Pre-Chorus – talk-box drip] Ooh she know she mean, know she mean, Frost-kissed lips, yeah she know she mean. Ice-ice in the room when she moves that slow, Tell me how you spark me and still leave me cold? [Chorus – massive, sticky, funky] She got me cold, cold, runnin’ outta breath, Hotter than summer but she freeze me to death. Frost on the floor when she walk, frost in the air when she talk, Body on fire but her heart stay locked—girl you cold! Cold, cold—messin’ with my soul, Hold me then vanish, leave me out here cold. Frost on the floor, frost on the floor… Girl you way too hot to be this damn cold! [Verse 2 – playful flex] She hit me with a “maybe” and a little snow icon, Now I’m in VIP with the heat cranked high on. Crew say “bro, she a blizzard in stilettos,” But I’m still tryna score like I’m shootin’ from the ghettos. She dance on the speaker, bass hittin’ like a wave, Touch her one time—cold burn feelin’ brave. [Pre-Chorus – higher energy, crowd flavor] Ooh she know she mean, know she mean (hey!) Frost-kissed lips, yeah she know she mean (hey!) Ice-ice in the room when she moves that slow, How you heat me up then still leave me cold? [Chorus – bigger, layered vocals] She got me cold, cold, runnin’ outta breath, Hotter than summer but she freeze me to death. Frost on the floor when she walk, frost in the air when she talk, Body on fire but her heart stay locked—girl you cold! Cold, cold—messin’ with my soul, Hold me then vanish, leave me out here cold. Frost on the floor, frost on the floor… Girl you way too hot to be this damn cold! [Bridge – stripped then exploding] Girl if you’re ice… I’m kerosene, Strike one spark, watch us light the scene. Say you don’t feel nothin’? That’s a lie, lie, lie, Look me in my eyes, eyes, eyes… [Final Chorus – full chaos, ad-libs, talk-box hits] Cold, cold! (way too cold!) She got me cold, cold—damn she cold! Frost on the floor when she walk (ice-ice!), Body on fire but her heart stay locked— Girl you lethal, lethal, lethal… Way too hot to be this damn cold! Frost on the floor… frost on the floor… Yeah… she cold.

Too Hot, Too Cold