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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Azealia Banks
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Azealia Banks
Songwriter
Kevin James
Songwriter
Jonathan Harris
Songwriter
araabMUZIK
Writer
Abraham Orellana
Songwriter
Angela McCluskey
Songwriter
Morgan Wolf Page
Songwriter
Ned Shepard
Songwriter
Ossama Al Sarraf
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Hey
Recording Engineer
Brian Transeau
Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
David Baker
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ric McRae
Recording Engineer
Rob Kinelski
Mixing Engineer
araabMUZIK
Producer
Lyrics
You are now listening to AraabMUZIK
I'm so cold I'm dripping icicles
I go and take yo' man, that nigga might miss you
Spent his whole commission on my neck and ear
To stand around me need to have ya winter gear
Pay me coats n' benz's and that berg-ice
That's why I do not feel these bitches, Frostbite
Grown money, ever since a youngin' made my own money
You broke honey, and they call me Banks 'cause I can loan money
Colder than December, my diamonds on Anna Wintour
So that's fly ice in my life
I don't see no limits so I strive and I shine twice
I ride around and get it, just listen for a minute
That was only one thought let me finish
Competition I'mma beat 'em so relentless
I'ma be legendary when I end this
They rise when I arrive in this
"All Hail The Supreme Ice Princess!"
Tell the carriage, hurry up and come and get me
Tell the haters run along you can miss me
Hollywood you can go and A-list me‥
I like a shot of hard whisky‥
Feeling it, I'm feeling a change
I'm feeling it, in the air
I'm feeling it, I'm feeling a change
I'm feeling it, in the air
So let me in!
Her motives is frozen
Giving chill pills to them polars
Corrosive, the coldest, city is a tundra
Stay focused, no wonder
Frigid princess come from cold cash and them ice chunks
Stone frost in my Celine pumps
Rolls-Royce, snow white-ups
Colder than December, diamonds on Anna Wintour
These glaciers glamour and glisten
Antarctic, it's like a blizzard
My jargon "Fuck you I'm frigid"
Cool it down or get avalanched
Igloo'd cold-cased and bodied
And ice-cubed up in the lobby
Bitch, white fox, peep the opulence
Ice box the coolest confidence
Isis-Queen, the Icy-Witch
Winterfresh in that whitey-Benz
Shimmering Aphrodite
Winter-wonderland body so frosty in that Bugatti
Porcelain-Snowflakin' Papi, popsicle in ya pocket
I'm polarizing ya profits
I freeze 'em, flip 'em, and rock it
Cocoa a-la mode, who's frozen from head to toe
Ice-grillin' the status quo
Cold-killer so now you know
Feeling it, I'm feeling a change
I'm feeling it, in the air
I'm feeling it, I'm feeling a change
I'm feeling it, in the air
So let me in!
In the air
Writer(s): Brian Wayne Transeau, Angela Mccluskey, Morgan Wolf Page, Ned Shepard, Abraham Orellana, Al Sarraf Ossama, Azealia Amanda Banks, Jonathan Harris, Kevin James
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