Lyrics Frostbite - YBS Skola

Frostbite

My wrist got frostbites, my neck got icicles
And if you ain’t a thug, then I can’t vibe with you
King Midas
My wrist got frostbites, my neck got icicles
I got it out the mud, ridin' on a bicicle
And if you ain’t a thug, might be hard to vibe with you
Right now she got my heart so I’m gon' take my time with you
I got a lot of hoes, tell 'em wait in line
I got a lot of jewels, got my shit from Shine
And I lost a lot of homies, why my niggas dyin'?
I need y’all here with me, I need y’all to help me shine
Make some money, spend some money, it’s enough to go 'round
I still mess you, said he cheated, left him at the playground (Damn)
We got hella chickens on the way, they on the Greyhound, ooh
I’m gon' buy you anything, you stay down
Put the ratchet to your face and cock it, tell you lay down
You was poppin' all that shit, but what you got to say now?
Since I was a juvie, we was playin' with toolies
Bro’ll pull up bangin' on you, Harley with the duallys, ooh
We just want that grochy, I don’t need no sloppy
All my pockets stocky, tell me who gon' stop me?
I don’t have to copy, I ran it up, you hear me?
Can’t you tell they jock me?
Watch how niggas copy
My wrist got frostbites, my neck got icicles
I got it out the mud, ridin' on a bicicle
And if you ain’t a thug, might be hard to vibe with you
Right now she got my heart so I’m gon' take my time with you
I got a lot of hoes, tell 'em wait in line
I got a lot of jewels, got my shit from Shine
And I lost a lot of homies, why my niggas dyin'?
I need y’all here with me, I need y’all to help me shine
Want me locked behind the wall 'cause they just hate how I ball
I was ready, moved to the A, but then got booked with the raw
Now I’m gambling with the law, they got my life in they palms
Who gon' take care both my kids if I’m in jail or I’m gone?
So I’m strapped up in the city and I’m ridin' with a pole
See blue and whites, get low
Already know how it go, already know how it go
Already know it’s a felony, already know how it go
We ain’t trippin' 'bout no felonies, you see them opps, better blow
We just want that grochy, I don’t need no sloppy
All my pockets stocky, tell me who gon' stop me?
I don’t have to copy, I ran it up, you hear me?
Can’t you tell they jock me?
Watch how niggas copy
My wrist got frostbites, my neck got icicles
I got it out the mud, ridin' on a bicicle
And if you ain’t a thug, might be hard to vibe with you
Right now she got my heart so I’m gon' take my time with you
I got a lot of hoes, tell 'em wait in line
I got a lot of jewels, got my shit from Shine
And I lost a lot of homies, why my niggas dyin'?
I need y’all here with me, I need y’all to help me shine
My wrist got frostbites, my neck got icicles
I got it out the mud, ridin' on a bicicle
And if you ain’t a thug, might be hard to vibe with you
Right now she got my heart so I’m gon' take my time with you
I’m gon' take my time
Right now she got my heart