Freezin’

Lyrics
[Hook: YL] Bitches change like seasons Temperature decreasin' Your flows are barely cold T-touch me bitch I'm freezin' Bitches change like seasons Temperature decreasin' Your flows are barely cold T-touch me bitch I'm freezin' I'm too fuckin' cold, all you niggas are sold out I'm too fuckin' cold, all you niggas are sold out I'm too fuckin' cold, fuckin' cold Uh, all you niggas sold out All you niggas sold out I'm too fuckin' cold, man its so fuckin' cold I see you lost yo self steady slippin' from the cold Don't ask me what it is when it's only I sow Turn to keep it low, limit what you know what you want [Verse 1: YL] T-t-t-touch me bitch I'm freezin' This Remy got me leanin' This Polo every season Got the dutch and let it steamin' uh Why you niggas breathin' Ya'll rap without a reason Plus yo flow need cleanin' See, in my mind I'm schemin' Thinkin' how the fuck I'll get this cake Bitch I gotta get this cake Whether its sellin' trees or stealin' out collection plates YL the professional This my style no duplicate I see many dreams that's foldin' over over stupid shit And that's not how I go out Grab my coat and roll out Never sell my soul, although the shows are sold out Hot bitch in the front, tell her don't front Yeah bitch give me what I want Give me what you don't Give me what you scared to Don't don't don't mean to be so blunt that's me [Hook: YL] Bitches change like seasons Temperature decreasin' Your flows are barely cold T-touch me bitch I'm freezin' Bitches change like seasons Temperature decreasin' Your flows are barely cold T-touch me bitch I'm freezin' I'm too fuckin' cold, all you niggas are sold out I'm too fuckin' cold, all you niggas are sold out I'm too fuckin' cold, fuckin' cold Uh, all you niggas sold out All you niggas sold out I'm too fuckin' cold, man its so fuckin' cold I see you lost yo self steady slippin' from the cold Don't ask me what it is when it's only I sow Turn to keep it low, limit what you know what you want [Verse 2: YL] Young Y still here I hope ya'll muhfuckas ain't it It's still cold outside, I go inside Let the fire and the purp coincide I don't know why you act so surprised This me baby, 2-0-1-3 baby I'm workin' pray tracks crack through the surface Live like I'm cursed, I return to my verses
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Credits
- Writers
- YL (Rap)