Sad Frosty Holyguacamole!
[Intro]
Bitch! (Astro on the beat)
[?] baby mama [?]
[?] bitch with that motherfucking-
Brrt!
Uh!
Woo! Aye!
A-A-Astro got it running
[Chorus]
Uh, pulled out that chopper, I hit with that blicky
These bitches be talkin', they know I'm legit
Can't save that bitch, I'mma give me them chips
I'mma stack up this cash to the sun
I might just hit with that blade
My lil' bro riding shotgun, he keep him a gun
Fresh outta my city, they hear that I'm talkin'
The opps they all pussy, they see me and run
[Verse]
Won't mix the lean with no Sprite
I don't love on that thot, she just good for one night
Uh, I want a Bentley [?]
[?] pulled up in Tesla, did that just for fun
.45s [?] on me, no swear
I pulled up with horses in front like a sleigh
You say you f..cked with that bitch
Well, I f..cked on that bitch, kicked her out, she a bum
f..ck a feature, boy, they know I'm the shit
I'd rather get money than go text a bitch
Remember was broke, now, my pockets legit
Stop flexin' them 20's, we know you ain't rich
Ballin', so I don't got no debt
When you really get paper, you don't gotta flex
[?] like a ruler, then take off his neck
Do a feature with me, then lil' bro 'gon get swept
[Chorus]
Uh, pulled out that chopper, I hit with that blicky
These bitches be talkin', they know I'm legit
Can't save that bitch, I'mma give me them chips
I'mma stack up this cash to the sun
I might just hit with that blade
My lil' bro riding shotgun, he keep him a gun
Fresh outta my city, they hear that I'm talkin'
The opps they all pussy, they see me and run
