Jack Frost

Yeah, quiere Henney con la Coke

Yeah, ella e' mala, no es juiciosa

Yeah, mira el humo cómo flota

Yeah, me da el humo con la boca

Yeah, ¿cómo lo hace? ¿cómo lo hace?, yo no sé

Tiene un culo que parece que e' 3D

Que rebota de la cama a la pared

Quiere que yo le de con el infrared

Lo tira pa' atrá'

Dennis

Le gusta mi trap

Magnífico

Sé que me quiere amarrar

Difícil

A mí me gusta fumar

Como Wiz

Jack Frost

My wrist

Tú no tiene' gracia

Like this

Soy un rockstar

Como Kiss

Yo nací un boss

No cap

Ere' mía y tú lo sabe', babe

Ere' mía y tú lo sabe', babe

Confío en ti, babe

Confío en ti, babe

Yeah, quiere Henney con la Coke

Yeah, ella e' mala, no es juiciosa

Yeah, mira el humo cómo flota

Yeah, me da el humo con la boca

She want the Henney and Coke

I upgrade her to the 42

Shit dancin' on her wrist, watch it drip

Shit ain't waterproof

Hit you late with the drunk text

Better pick up when I'm calling you

Friends came, tried to run a play

Had to re-route like an audible

In a two-seater, ain't got no room

Not my bitch so why would I lie to you

You shoulda known that anything possible

Fuck with your vibe, then we could go tropical

Hop in the jet, we land in sand, damn

Fuck around, I'll take you shoppin' too, yeah

Chanel, Dior, depends, damn, girl, you look good in the Prada too

Can't get a day to yourself, I really wonder what you say to yourself

You got me thinkin' like maybe a help

You think about me you should play with yourself

I'm hitting spots that you never could feel

You know the difference, baby, know that it's real

The bag hit like I just got a deal

The crazy part, I ain't even got a deal

You know I still turn down the offer after all (Still)

If she leave my side then she know that she gon' suffer

She know it ain't nothing for me to kick her out that roster

But mixin' all this liquor only gon' make it harder

Yeah, she like Henney with the Coke

Yeah, she be goin' through the most

Yeah, she be all up in my dope

Yeah, she like butter with no toast

Yeah, Jack Frost

My wrist, tú no tiene' gracia

Like this

Soy un RockStar

Como kiss

And I still turn down the offer after all (Still)

If she leave my side then she know that she gon' suffer

She know it ain't nothing for me to kick her out that roster

But mixin' all this liquor only gon' make it harder