fg frosty - letterman lyrics
[intro]
frosty, are you ready?
(yea)
[chorus]
it’s a bomber, it’s a letterman
wearing chrome heart, i mix it with vettement
pop me a perc, i start to forget again
big racks on me yea i count up dividends like yea (yea yea yea)
i’m in a tracky it go zoom (skrrr)
three bad b+tches that’s all in my room
showed a b+tch my chain she going like “ouu”
it’s a bomber, it’s a letterman
wearing chrome heart, i mix it with vettement
pop me a perc, i start to forget again
big racks on me yea i count up dividends likе yea (yea yea yеa)
i’m in a tracky and it zoom (skrrr)
three bad b+tches that’s all in my room
showed a b+tch my chain she going like “ouu”
[verse]
like yea like ouu like yea
mason margiela that’s all on my boot
she said she wan’ slide i told her come through
she said she wan’ slide just come to my place
no i do not fight get shot in your face
i’m upping that fire get hit with that drac’
she said she wan’ leave i said okay (okay) okay (okay) yuh
(frosty)
dump that clip i’ma fire
might tell you a joke but i’ll never tell a lie
boy we know you not hard man you sweet like pie
your man’s ran up and his ass got fried
man ran up and his ass done died
k!lled your man’s now your ass wan’ cry
bullets hit his body now he fell now his ass in the sky
i could never fold fold, choppa’ long like bol bol (bol bol)
shooting at his feet hit his ass in his toe
yea i don’t wanna talk told that hoe leave me alone
aiming down my scope scope, f+ckin’ this b+tch she a hoe hoe
call up my shooters they staying on go
how i get this rich man i don’t even know
i’m in a gtr, high as f+ck and i’m reaching on mars (f+ck it)
f+ck it, touching the stars, i want smoke don’t care who you are
i want smoke, and he dead
choppa gon’ blow, hitting his head
i want the cash i want the bread
[chorus]
it’s a bomber, it’s a letterman (bomber)
wearing chrome heart, i mix it with vettement
pop me a perc, i start to forget again
big racks on me yea i count up dividends like yea (yea yea yea)
i’m in a tracky it go zoom (skrrr)
three bad b+tches that’s all in my room
showed a b+tch my chain she going like “ouu”
it’s a bomber, it’s a letterman
wearing chrome heart, i mix it with vettement
pop me a perc, i start to forget again
big racks on me yea i count up dividends like yea (yea yea yea)
i’m in a tracky and it zoom (skrrr)
three bad b+tches that’s all in my room
showed a b+tch my chain she going like “ouu”
like yea
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