Crib With A Lake

Lyrics

[Intro: Sad Frosty & Famous Dex] This right here is a very, very, very sad song Mike G can't do this to 'em, man! What? Huh, yeah, yeah, yeah (Skrr, skrr) [Chorus: Sad Frosty] I wanna crib wit' a lake, I wanna bitch gimme face (What) I wanna be at the top, I want my wrist full of rocks (Huh) I wanna drink on Ciroc, posted in Paris and we're on a yacht (Yeah) I need to count up the guap, chasin' the milli's and I cannot stop (What, what) I wanna crib wit' a lake, I wanna bitch gimme face (What) I wanna be at the top, I want my wrist full of rocks (Huh) I wanna drink on Ciroc, posted in Paris and we're on a yacht (Yeah) I need to count up the guap, chasin' the milli's and I cannot stop (What, what) [Verse 1: Sad Frosty] I want a 'Rari, a Benz, I wanna fuck on two twins I need to run up and get it again, end of the year, I wanna count up them M's They ain't believe me, now, I'm up now, pull up, I'm stuntin', she fuck now (Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr) I'm rich, I don't need you, I dub now, got these bitches lookin' stuck now 'Cause [Chorus: Sad Frosty] I wanna crib wit' a lake, I wanna bitch gimme face (What) I wanna be at the top, I want my wrist full of rocks (Huh) I wanna drink on Ciroc, posted in Paris and we're on a yacht (Yeah) I need to count up the guap, chasin' the milli's and I cannot stop (What, what) I wanna crib wit' a lake, I wanna bitch gimme face (What) I wanna be at the top, I want my wrist full of rocks (Huh) I wanna drink on Ciroc, posted in Paris and we're on a yacht (Yeah) I need to count up the guap, chasin' the milli's and I cannot stop (What, what) [Verse 2: Sad Frosty] I need me that crib wit' a yacht, they hatin', I been at the top (Huh) Lil' Frosty stay down and I run up them knots, I pushed the Phantom, now they wanna plot (Ay, ay) I worry 'cause I need the M's, stay down, never change up when I get them M's (No) She see when I'm flexin', I'm drivin' a Benz now, I take her home and I'm fuckin' her friends (Skrr, skrr, skrr) Pull up, pull up on lil' brodie bitch, she gon' give me top (Thottie) She know I won't go out sad, can't fuck for any thot (Yeah, yeah) 50 racks in all hundreds, I run up the guap (Racks, racks) I said "Fuck a job", I chased my dreams, bitch, I won't stop (Okay) 'Cause [Chorus: Sad Frosty] I wanna crib wit' a lake, I wanna bitch gimme face (What) I wanna be at the top, I want my wrist full of rocks (Huh) I wanna drink on Ciroc, posted in Paris and we're on a yacht (Yeah) I need to count up the guap, chasin' the milli's and I cannot stop (What, what) I wanna crib wit' a lake, I wanna bitch gimme face (What) I wanna be at the top, I want my wrist full of rocks (Huh) I wanna drink on Ciroc, posted in Paris and we're on a yacht (Yeah) I need to count up the guap, chasin' the milli's and I cannot stop (What, what)