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sauce wrld - freeze up lyrics

[chorus]
ice on my wrist, i might freeze up
she say she want to kick it, i don’t play fifa
f+ck a pen, i go off of the top, like la leakers
pour another liter
he can’t measure it so i got to go and fetch a beaker
oh, she got a boyfriend? i don’t care, b+tch
i’ll still slap her ass, stop being a karen
she was never my friend, i’m just apparent
working and working so i could whip in a mclaren
[verse 1]
working and working so i could whip in a mclare
all these b+tches standing on the side
they stop and stare
drip too hard like my name ric flair
put my hands in the air, like i said, b+tch, i don’t care
coming in like a wave, no tidal
i’m a master, she my disciple
read a b+tch like a book, no bible
thought it’s a desert eagle? it’s a rifle
ice on my wrist like a icicle
she ride my d+ck like a bicycle
one d+ck, two b+lls, that is a tricycle
three sides to the story, no triangle
pull up on him with a god d+mn
i’ma shoot him in his god d+mn
put my d+ck up in her god d+mn
i was screaming out, god d+mn
thought that i could see jesus
she gave me pieces like reese’s
treat her like paper i creased it

[chorus]
ice on my wrist, i might freeze up
she say she want to kick it, i don’t play fifa
f+ck a pen, i go off of the top, like la leakers
pour another liter
he can’t measure it so i got to go and fetch a beaker
oh, she got a boyfriend? i don’t care, b+tch
i’ll still slap her ass, stop being a karen
she was never my friend, i’m just apparent
working and working so i could whip in a mclaren
[verse 2]
floating on this beat, like a boat, but i’ma drown
so many lines on my mind, i can’t think, got to let them out
they impressed the way i go off the dome at the speed of sound
won’t be long ’til i can one take songs and get them bounced
bounce, bounce, bounce, choppa hop him like a rabbit
out of bounds, i’m balling, don’t need a racket
wow, oh, wow, i don’t want these hoes, they ratchet
if i throw the woah to my bro then he gon catch it
could you find a way to let me down slowly, show me
i look at my wrist, i got frostbite, i check my watch
i can’t tell time, it’s too much ice, too much ice, ice

[chorus}
ice on my wrist, i might freeze up
she say she want to kick it, i don’t play fifa
f+ck a pen, i go off of the top, like la leakers
pour another liter
he can’t measure it so i got to go and fetch a beaker
oh, she got a boyfriend? i don’t care, b+tch
i’ll still slap her ass, stop being a karen
she was never my friend, i’m just apparent
working and working so i could whip in a mclaren

- sauce wrld lyrics

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