ANTIFREEZE E

I stay grinding like it go out the street. My nose up like the police so my gun Is the freeze. I stay grinding like it go Out the street. My nose up like the police So my gun is the freeze. I stay grinding like it go out the street. My nose up like the police so my gun Is the freeze. Music please. I stay grinding like it go out The street. My nose up like the police so My gun is the freeze. I'm in my Chevy, it's a hundred degrees. But with these hoes she a baddie, that's a Hundred degrees. Got money stacks, count 'em up, Keep a hundred at least. Bro old school verse cost a hundred a piece. A hundred bricks in the seats, it ain't easy To breathe. The way chicks is telling on me, It's so hard to be me. I'm shitting on the industry, I'm running with me. I should've wore the Sean Brussels so I'm twirling On B. I stack the booth up like a Nigga burning your C. I'm in the corner, beer carpet in the passenger Seat. I keep a side eyes with my own To push the V. And I'm chill to my peak, when shit rest To the feet. And I'm swaying materials in my New seat. I got a whole bunch of festivities That level with me. I push my brain around, space man, Space man. I think my plug is a maniac, A maniac. I beat the drum Like a vampire