Frozone E

Yeah we turnin' the beat though. Uh Yeah These bitch ass niggas doing all that motherfuckin' Talk. I ain't even doin' no more talkin'. It nothing say, ain't nothing to talk about. This all you gon' hear from me, hold on. Hold on. Hold on. What your bitch be hearin' from the back when I be hittin' from the back? Ah. Hold on, uh, uh. Hold on, uh. Ice on me cold like I'm Frozone. Ice. Cartier watch, done two-tone. Shine. Tellin' these niggas they said, "Thot, you Did wrong." Read 'em and pass off a flip Phone. Trappin' and rappin', posted up to the gat Gone. Gat gone. Like how he get signed off Two songs. Only been rappin' six months, ain't take Long. Take long. I put the lil' shot, gotta Come home. Catch him in trap, fill him up Till the trunk gone. Really lil' bitch got his Head gone. Send a hit, help to get both Of they head blown. Never available when I go Like that. Got another gang, check a nigga, not Chess. Go against the gang, get your ass put To rest. A1 drop like the car tested. Came in raw, but I still remixed it. Pushin' more weight than LA Fitness. Blow a light dub, bought some drip in Lennox. G Rock serve one pack, cost fifty. Hundred round line just to fuck up my kidney. Ain't about the money, then nigga I ain't listen. I'ma slide every time, give a fuck if risky. Rich ass nigga, still post in the trenches. Uh, yeah. New opp dead, now the feds out to get Me. Say he catch a body, but he know The shit fiction. If I'm on the move, then Yoda comin' with me. God with the zap, next Time can't miss him. Hundred bands in the spot, Gotta dismiss On a man, this chopper, yeah, shoot It with a rhythm. I could drop a bag, Get him, put up in the blender. Brr, brr, Brr, Nigga talkin' gang, so the fuck got killed? Would've been dead, but the feds got a tip. Valid bag jack, keep the AK still. Catch him down bad, I'ma dump whole clip. Give a fuck about the man, get your biggest Man killed. Feelin' like the man, yeah, the man Of the year. Had a clear shot, still hit Me in the hip. Light bulb dash, shine like A chandelier. Made bad slime, but I'm ridin' in The rear. All opps dyin', it's celebration year. Diamond HD, see through crystal clear. Yeah, I signed a deal, they don't mean I'm In the clear. Still hop out with a chopper, Make a nigga disappear. Would ride Steam, now I'm flyin' in a Lear. So icy gang, make a bitch say brr. Uh, uh, hold on, uh. Ice on me cold like I'm Frozone, uh. Cartier watch, it done two-tone. Shit on these niggas, they said, "Thot you did Wrong." Read 'em and pass off a flip phone. Trappin' and rappin', posted up to the gat gone. Like how he get signed off two songs. Only been rappin' six months, it ain't take long.