Froze

Lyrics
[Chorus: Warhol.SS] Aye, chest on froze, diamonds wet just like Voss I ain't never need attention, niggas workin' sayin' a boss Big boss, I got big bands in these Ricky pants what it cost Air Force One like chalk, new whip cream like Off-White Ain't picking no fights, folks 'nem came wit' a pipe Right, sippin' on Sprite, dirty wit' the ice Yuh, yeah I'm high, high like a kite Aye, G5 ride, nigga take a flight [Verse 1: Warhol.SS] Woah, yellow diamonds shock a nigga just like Pikachu Peepin' through the peephole with a big pole like, nigga, Peek-a-boo Talkin' all that tough shit, I'm a real nigga, so I see right though Run a nigga main hoe like Tango, he ain't even have a clue And I'm the truth, ay, I'm the one that they can't tame Pick up the pace, and we switching these lanes Red beam on, don't need no aim Chop up the brick I'm like a Peewee the chef Hundred round drum and it came wit' a TEC Niggas gon' hate when I count up that check Bulletproof wraith, it came with a vest Hoe I need top Ion need no sex Rich lil' nigga Ion need no stress Fuck these niggas, big K, no kick Pulled up, E wit' me we po' up the bricks Sippin' on Tech like a young nigga sick Balmain Jeans but the racks don't fit Bad lil' bit' wanna suck like a tic Lame ass nigga look just like a lick [Chorus: Warhol.SS] Aye, chest on froze, diamonds wet just like Voss I ain't never need attention, niggas workin' sayin' a boss Big boss, I got big bands in these Ricky pants what it cost Air Force One like chalk, new whip cream like Off-White Ain't picking no fights, folks 'nem came wit' a pipe Right, sippin' on Sprite, dirty wit' the ice Yuh, yeah I'm high, high like a kite Aye, G5 ride, nigga take a flight [Verse 2: Rich the Kid] She pop a pill, take flight I put my cup on ice I put my wrist on ice Pussy so good, I might fuck her twice Pull up, Off-White My shooters pull up in the daylight No yellow, I'm sippin' on Act right I fuck her one time, got her back right I don't even want that Wock I tell her "give me the top" Rich Forever, we on top In Hollywood straight from the block She want a brand new Benz I want some brand new twins I told her bring brand new friends Rich Forever, I get to the dividends [Verse 3: Jay Critch] Niggas say they want problems, well let's get it then All these Instagram models, I'm swimming in Want the money, you worried 'bout fittin' in Spend it all, make them commas gon' flip again And that foreign is white, look like Eminem And that money is talkin, I'm listenin' Baby, I'm flexin' up like I hit the gym Baby, Ima count up, get my wrist on swim Like magic, in the coupe, fly past ya Ima make a movie, niggas actors How you always lose, that's tragic I'm in Louie shoes smokin' jattic I don't want your boo, you can have it And I'm in the loop, you a has been And I love the loot wit' a passion [Chorus: Warhol.SS] Aye, chest on froze, diamonds wet just like Voss I ain't never need attention, niggas workin' sayin' a boss Big boss, I got big bands in these Ricky pants what it cost Air Force One like chalk, new whip cream like Off-White Ain't picking no fights, folks 'nem came wit' a pipe Right, sippin' on Sprite, dirty wit' the ice Yuh, yeah I'm high, high like a kite Aye, G5 ride, nigga take a flight
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Credits
- Writers
- Jay Critch
- Rich The Kid
- Warhol.SS