On the block in the g5
Cruisin past auburn streetlights
Give a fuck bout the speed signs
No regrets never gonna wanna rewind
Mothershyp ms20 that’s the beehive
I’m the best from Midwest smokin peace pipe
Never quit never stop til my leather soft
Smokin head exhaust these haters look like cheddar bob
Yeah I bet yeah i bet I’m dead before my time
Pontiac get a cheque now it’s foreign time
Look at what I did I ain’t even been signed yet
Fuck the fine print executives on my list
Off the sip hit the whip and it my fly quick
Hit a lick then my fist flood out with diamonds
Verbal violence Gucci bands on my wrist
Wanna drive this rari on an island
Ayy me and colder want the finer things
smoke a farm buy a lot and drink a winery
Bitch I’m rare like ivory you pussies keep a diary
frost gang but we fiery we covered in designer strings
shout out to the beehive
frost gang you know we thrive
off of fuckin feline
that pussy and the behind
whole team fuckin wavy
from Regina down to AZ
in vagína on the daily
baby crazy tasty lately
frost is the gang bitch
lost in my brain bitch
cross in my lane bitch
get tossed in the drain quick
blood all on my fang bitch
take a shot I ain't twitch
with a thud and bang bitch
I flood and make it rain fist X 2
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