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Froze

 

Froze


Smashin you draw, my wrist in the water like its on the bowl
Hop out the Rari, I never say sorry, my necklace on froze
Do not step to close to my chain, you might catch a cold
I just made it rain, 30 thousand on the floor
I just walked up in the party
Red bottoms and balenciagas on my joggers
Dripping on the red carpet
When they see me and they lose control
Hop in the Rari, I rode
In the trap turn on the stove
Kinda go 50, drive through the city
All of my diamonds so cold

Kinda go 50, I drive through the city
I feel like I'm Diddy, I slide with the CD
I jump out the Bentley and count up a milli
I just be drippin, and ran of a ticket
I just be walkin, the sauce on me dripping
I just walk in and I bought a million
Sipping on lean, it's all on my kidney
No court nigga, I'm having a million
Pick up the truck, it came from Italy
I struck the Bentley truck through the trenches
Spray the jacuzzi and I shoot like I'm Pimpy
I can't really wait to make a billion
Catch me cooling in the club with your bitch
55 thousand of ice on my wrist
Walk in the club, a young nigga drip
All on the table, I sit in the VIP
I'm a boss nigga, I trap at the mansion
VVS Diamonds, they on me they dancing
Pull up in Casper, Hop out the Phantom
I take an 8 and pour it in my Fanta
Bentley truck, ride now slide through Atlanta
Hit the pot with an arm and a hammer

Smashin you draw, my wrist in the water like its on the bowl
Hop out the Rari, I never say sorry, my necklace on froze
Do not step to close to my chain, you might catch a cold
I just made it rain, 30 thousand on the floor
I just walked up in the party
Red bottoms and balenciagas on my joggers
Dripping on the red carpet
When they see me and they lose control
Hop in the Rari, I rode
In the trap turn on the stove
Kinda go 50, drive through the city
All of my diamonds so cold

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