Текст песни Frost Bite (feat. Greathouse & Lucid Bambino) - YKK

Frost bite
Frost bite
Frost bite
Frost bite

Fuck a job, making money all the time now
Bank account growing, I don't need to clock out
Water my wrists, tell me why your pockets in a drought
Bitch I'm not poor tell me what the fuck you're on about
Fit so clean bitch you know I hit it with some tide
Brand new Lamborghini bitch I speed leave the police behind
Bitch I'm so shiny when I walk around in public
Every body in a 20 mile radius go blind
Tough shit lil bitch I'm rich and you're not
Broke bitches get left behind like Slipknot
While you work your 9-5 I'm waking up when I want
While you chill in the apartments I'm just sleeping in a fuckin yacht
Food Safe wrist, keep it under 41 degrees
Closet so cold I'm riding down it on a pair of skis
Fuck CJ I'm the one who carry blue cheese
Speeding with the top down bitch I really feel the breeze

Frost bite
Boutta fucking lose my arm
Bitch I'm fuckin cold as ice
I can't even feel my palm
You a fuckin broke boy
Please don't come around my spot
All these fuckin clothes cost
More than what you yearly cop
Bitch I'm cold got frost bite
Boutta fucking lose my arm
Bitch I'm fuckin cold as ice
I can't even feel my palm
You a fuckin broke boy
Please don't come around my spot
All these fuckin clothes cost
More than what you yearly cop

Hold up
Look
I ain't even bout to do a little intro
Go around hear my name where the wind blow
YKK beat mode with the beats tho
Yuh
They better recognize where they stepping
Quick as fuck, strip the numbers right off of this Wesson
Bitch I'm cold, frost bite
Down to my toes, on sight
No off sight, gun is off sight
Still I tote right when the gun lights
And I don't write cause my dome shines
You and joke rhymes couldn't choke time
And I came out the gutter with no lime
Cross me get checked like a clothes line
Cold on these beats when I show ice
Bitch I come out when there's no lights
You know me and Vic come with dope rhymes
Season the beat I got no thyme
You crossing us wrong you got no life
Came from the sky like a nose dive
Impregnate the beat like a cold wife
A tick in the game I don't do lice
When I came in this bitch gonna serve lives

Frost bite
Boutta fucking lose my arm
Bitch I'm fuckin cold as ice
I can't even feel my palm
You a fuckin broke boy
Please don't come around my spot
All these fuckin clothes cost
More than what you yearly cop
Bitch I'm cold got frost bite
Boutta fucking lose my arm
Bitch I'm fuckin cold as ice
I can't even feel my palm
You a fuckin broke boy
Please don't come around my spot
All these fuckin clothes cost
More than what you yearly cop