Lyrics Aids Results - DBangz, Sad Frosty

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You-You niggas be flexin' but really be frontin'
I go to the bank like my name was Tim Duncan
Bitch, all of my money, it came in abundance
I need me a milli', or it will mean nothin'
Before there was clout, I already had bitches
I’m flooded in money, I’m steady with bitches
I’m all about money, I’m 'tending my business
A few hundred thousand, I made independent
I don’t need a bitch, I just need independence
I got more bars than a hundred year sentence
I be in the stu', cookin' up like a chemist
And my pockets fat like that man Akademiks
I dropped out of school, like fuck academics
Now my music big, like a damn epidemic
The only one rapper who don’t need a pendant
Got hoes in my phone and they be so dependent
You niggas be mad with no shine (No shine)
I’ma shoot a nigga, like Rick Grimes (Rick Grimes)
I’ma make the money flip six times (Six times)
My momma said that Darius is big time (Big time)
Please don’t hit my phone if you’re not tryna' fuck on me
Just hit your hoe, now she’s just givin' throat to me
She got a fat ass, she put on a show for me
Don’t even Uber, your bitch finna chauffeur me
Bitch celibate and I still hit (Gone)
I need to fuck with a real bitch (Huh?)
All of these rappers, they bitin' my style, they sayin' Lil' Frosty is real lit
(Pussy)
I will not buy a percy (Huh?)
Face down on my dick, she be twerkin'
If you diss, roll up a suburban (What?)
Fuck on his momma, left that lil' bitch squirtin' (Thotty!)
Don’t worry 'bout me, boy, you need to get paid
I don’t need no choppa, I ride with the blade (What?)
Been twenty one years and you still ain’t got laid
My hair green and yellow, just like Gatorade (Huh?)
Lil' bro want smoke, we don’t play that
If Teanna wanna fuck, dumb bitch, then say that (Pussy)
Me and DBangz, we pull up in Maybach
Got head from your granny, she told me to lay back (Thotty!)