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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Frosty
Frosty
Performer
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Unknown T
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frosty
Frosty
Composer
Daniel Lena
Daniel Lena
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
R14 Beats
R14 Beats
Producer
Josh Beatzz
Josh Beatzz
Mixing Engineer
Henkka Niemistö
Henkka Niemistö
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Rather sit in the park and burst my shots
'Cause aim is bait, it's flamin' hot
Used to lick down yutes in court
My solicitor knows what the mandem's on
If we ain't cool like that, it's long
Bando visits, I brought the dots
Soon as they send that text
Watch how quickly I turn them off
[Verse 2]
Bang off the live corn the duck from the porkies
OT trip, Flip got my legits in through junction M40
Paigons pissed cah cops ain't caught me
Whip in a thizz with a bitch that's naughty
I got two in the box with bits and bobs
Might turn it to three like Obie
Leng drip, gyal, VV and a sporty
[Verse 3]
Made little man give me Akala
Fifty light and there's parcels left
When the flake got sent to the lab
Fez said it was ninety-three percent
S had a Zanco, I had a Marty
Weekend last, let him use my TEC (Ay, don't get bagged)
Still boil the kettle, wrap that towel around my neck
[Verse 4]
Man fly off to cunch, three-two and a hottie
Breezin' teeth in the T like frosty
Ooh, who's beefin' my posse?
Pull up on my opps and we still get choppy
Fists will bruk up on you like Rocky
I do, I do deals in the T, I'm blocky
Bank and my call over
She twist and doggy, dance on my cocky
[Verse 5]
Four boys, two ladies, they thought I was bookin' a table at LIV's
G pack and a Kinder egg
All of my shooters get window lit
These hoes all scared of my bitch
When she asks, they lie and say that we're friends (Not guilty)
When it's reload time, got a niner each and my Nike TEC
[Verse 6]
Fling at the yute, corn we slap at the ped
Yo, duck man down with a black top
Pump them scream all my lungs, "You're dead"
I've got, I've got sour sweets for the opps
You can patch up your head
No, no sleep but I'm catchin' zeds
Man reload and turn that peb
I boned that bitch and she pulled her friend
[Verse 7]
No more kid my age more trapper than me that's on this planet
2 a.m. when the spot got raided
Whole year I was under surveillance
Pebble this key, then link this baddie
Only boujee tings, smoke Cali'
Sent half of the fiends to the library steps
And the rest to the dogshit alley
[Verse 8]
No more kid my age more trapper than me that's on this planet
2 a.m. when the spot got raided
Whole year I was under surveillance
Pebble this key, then link this baddie
Only boujee tings, smoke Cali'
Sent half of the fiends to the library steps
And the rest to the dogshit alley
[Verse 9]
My boo ting wanna grip on the beater
If you get summoned, don't snitch to Regina
Yo, '02, four bars, no deezer, uptown trips with a nina
?? with a nice slim ?? like Amelia
Pattern then pick the dinar
TT all buuj in the pack, got them plastic bags on the dots, no cheetah
[Verse 10]
Pissed off cah bro didn't have no Rizla, had to end up using servery hat
Bitch blunt with you, that's mad
But with me she's more than bad
Been on the M3 since I was fourteen
Built up lines all over the map
Got my pyrex filled with madge
Any way that I can, I'ma stretch this pack
[Verse 11]
No more kid my age more trapper than me that's on this planet
2 a.m. when the spot got raided
Whole year I was under surveillance
Pebble this key, then link this baddie
Only boujee tings, smoke Cali'
Sent half of the fiends to the library steps
And the rest to the dogshit alley
[Verse 12]
No more kid my age more trapper than me that's on this planet
2 a.m. when the spot got raided
Whole year I was under surveillance
Pebble this key, then link this baddie
Only boujee tings, smoke Cali'
Sent half of the fiends to the library steps
And the rest to the dogshit alley
Written by: Daniel Lena, Theo Beckford
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