New Kicks - Sad Frosty, DC The Don

Huh?

Aye!

What?

A-A-Astro, got it runnin'

Pussy!

Yeah!

(Mathiastyner)

Okay!

Uh, yeah (Mike G, you can’t do this to 'em, man)

New kicks, check that

Fake chain, diamonds, baguette that

All you other rappers got set-back

I run the game, bitch I said that

New kicks, check that

Fake chain, diamonds, baguette that

All you other rappers got set-back

I run the game, bitch, I said that

Your bitch want my dick, she a dummy

Wrap that boy up with some tape, he a mummy

Pull out my dick and I nut on her tummy

DC my slime, his nose always runny

Pussy be talkin' that fuck shit

Call up CJ, that boy he gon' dump shit

Broke boi be hating, he know that I run shit

I got a pregnant bitch, I’m with that dumb shit

Sike bitch, I’m playin'

Lil Frosty goin' Super Saiyan

Get rich or die trying, thats the plan

If I go back home, that bitch want a mate

Fuck a handout, bitch I shit

Come get your bae cus she all on my dick

Fuck with Frosty your bitch might get hit

I don’t sell no crack but my chain cost a brick

Light-skinned bitch in my DMs tryna fuck

You can get this dick, but miss me with the cuff

That bitch like a blower, she wanna do a suck

Body bag the pussy, left that in the trunk

New kicks, check that

Fake chain, diamonds, baguette that

All you other rappers got set-back

I run the game, bitch I said that

New kicks, check that

Fake chain, diamonds, baguette that

All you other rappers got set-back

I run the game, bitch I said that

Shout out my nigga Big Frosty

Tell 'em get off me

No I’m not Jesus, don’t cross me

You niggas is salty

She wanna gobble my dick it’s impossible

Bitch I don’t want you, I swear that I’m positive hoe

My niggas slide through to your crib then we pullin' Bruce Wayne cause I swear

that we robbin' it hoe

Fuck bitch, fuck, niggas finna duck

Bitch we came in with that fye

.223, on the side

Cut that boy neck off, got a machete, I know that his head soft

He deserved it, they callin' it manslaughter

And we poppin' too much, make the lead hotter

And your bitch got no name, call her head doctor

Tell Lil Frosty to pull up and headshot him

That’s my nigga, on God we ain’t playin' bout him

And my mans got his blood on my red bottoms

Fuck!

New kicks, check that

Fake chain, diamonds, baguette that

All you other rappers got set-back

I run the game, bitch I said that

New kicks, check that

Fake chain, diamonds, baguette that

All you other rappers got set-back

I run the game, bitch I said that