big scarr – frozone lyrics
[intro]
ayy, every time they try to be us
uh, mmm+hmm, yeah, mmm+hmm
these rich+ass n+ggas be all that motherf+ckin’ talk
i ain’t even doin’ no more talk
ain’t nothin’ to say, ain’t nothin’ to talk about
this is me, you heard, uh?
hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, haha
with yo’ b+tch, beatin’ from the back whenever you hit her from the back
hold on, hold on, uh, hold on, uh
[chorus]
i feel me cold like i’m frozone (ice)
cartier watch, be them two+tone (bling)
these n+ggas, they said call you deron (deron)
we just made few past a flip phone
trappin’ in raven, f+cked up ’til he get gone (get gone)
how he get sent off of two songs?
only been rappin’ six months, he ain’t tag ‘long (tag ‘long)
[verse]
flip the lil’ shirt, gotta come on
catch him in traffic, hit him up ’til the truck gone
really, that b+tch got his head gone
send them, air him, they get move with his head blown
never ever, when i go like this, gang on gang
check a n+gga, not chess
f+ck with the gang, get yo’ hand, put the wrist
ayy, one drop, let the car come with this
came here raw, but i still remix
pushin’ my way there in like phoenix
blowin’ like there, bust some drip, be lean, ex
g rock shirt, one pack feed it
hunnid on the lines, it f+ck up my kidney
ain’t about the money, n+gga, i ain’t leasin’
i slide every time, give a f+ck if he risky
rich+ass n+gga still post in the trenches, uh, yeah
new on this, now the feds tryna get me
say he catch a body, but he know that she a fishy
even on a mood, dior, the crib with me
got him with his ass, n+gga, can’t stand missile
hunnid mills, in spite, gettin’ this missle
i made it with a chop, yeah, i shoot it with a realer
i could talk back, get him in a blender (brr, brr, brr, brr)
n+gga, talk gas, who the f+ck got k!lled?
would have been there, but the feds got it too
barely with this, keep the hk still
kids know i’m bad, i’m a thugger
i don’t care, give a f+ck about yo’ man
get yo’ benz, man k!lled
feelin’ like the man, yeah, the man of the year
hunnid chest shots, they hit me in the here
life put down, chande—, like it’s chandelier
maybach slime when i run in the rear
all opps dyin’, they can see the bracelet, you’re in
diamonds ain’t dc, through chris mclaren
yeah, i send n+ggas, that don’t mean i’m true still
hop in with the choppa, make a n+gga disappear
would arrest me, but i’m flyin’ in the lear’
so icy gang, make a b+tch say, “brr”, uh, hold on, uh
[chorus]
i feel me cold like i’m frozone (ice)
cartier watch, be them two+tone (bling)
these n+ggas, they said call you deron (deron)
we just made few past a flip phone
trappin’ in raven, f+cked up ’til he get gone (get gone)
how he get sent off of two songs?
only been rappin’ six months, he ain’t tag ‘long (tag ‘long)
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