Frozen

These **** ain't on, what I'm on

Ya my **** they ball, they LeBron

Run em down make them fall, with the chrome

Rolling up in them stars, it feel like home

Them bitches suck me on, they suck me to the bone

I hit it when she call, she keep calling my phone

I'm balling Post Malone, they won't leave me alone

My wrist it be on froze, these bitches be on froze

All of my **** they trapping, all of my **** ain't lacking

They could shoot shots we get back in