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rossy905 - frostbitten lyrics

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[hook – rossy]

ya i’m getting frostbite
this henny’s got me not right
i’m drowning in my feelings knowing its gone be a long night
my stomach filled with syrup and ciroc
i’m ’bout to p-ss out
i’m selling just to cash out
s coupe we finna blast out
finna blast out
selling just for cash now im getting blackout
br-br-brand new patek pull up in a foreign
these b-tches be hating but they really boring

[verse 1 – rossy]

frostbitten, henny sippin, pussy drippin on my linen
im sinning real different and my neck hurt from chain thickness
net worth gets her wetter got her scent all on my sweater
f-ck your boyfriend baby you know i could treat you better

[hook]

ya i’m getting frostbite
this henny’s got me not right
i’m drowning in my feelings knowing its gone be a long night
my stomach filled with syrup and ciroc
i’m ’bout to p-ss out
i’m selling just to cash out
s coupe we finna blast out
finna blast out
selling just for cash now im getting blackout
br-br-brand new patek pull up in a foreign
these b-tches be hating but they really boring

[verse 2 – desray]

yeah i got a big trip triple s and the raf
balenciagas, be my beaters don’t be mad
made a couple ms but i flipped and double back
yeah she said she hate me but that shit don’t never last

imma rockstar wockhardt cups i’m pouring
f-ck the ops shoot my 30 out the foreign
kylie jenner by the kilo just imported
y’all f-cking hate me because you still work at tim hortons

yeah my stomach filled with henny and bel air i’m bout to p-ss out
i’m selling just to cash out, coupe we finna blast out
yuh, finna blast out, selling just for cash now, i’m getting black out

yeah i got a big trip triple s and the raf
balenciagas, be my beaters don’t be mad
made a couple ms but i flipped and double back
yeah she said she hate me but that shit don’t never last

[verse 3 – rossy]

said she hate me, but that shit don’t last
need to call my ex but then the feeling p-ssed
40 in my pocket cuz i’m feeling mad
his girl said she love me so i’m feeling bad

[hook]

ya i’m getting frostbite
this henny’s got me not right
i’m drowning in my feelings knowing its gone be a long night
my stomach filled with syrup and ciroc
i’m ’bout to p-ss out
i’m selling just to cash out
s coupe we finna blast out

- rossy905 lyrics

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