Frozen

[Intro]
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh

[Chorus: veezuh]
Your shit getting old (Old)
And my fingers are frozen
[?] (Collateral shot)
She spread my racks all on the table, do I gotta know? (This is too easy)
When I count the money I'm a psychic, bitch, I already know (Haha-haha-haha)
White hoes on me they [?] lots of coke, like lots of snow, yeah
Bitch, I'm feeling "Let it go", like this shit Frozen (Haha-haha-haha)
[?] like [?] (Yes)
No, you not my friend, not twizzy, my cousin
You don't even know me, so don't talk to me, yeah (Okay)
How stupid can you be? (Bye-bye)
Like this shit not free, yeah

[Verse 1: veezuh]
They should be asking me
Like what's up with the tea? (Boring)
Like, no, I do not beef
Like, please don't reach
Bitch, I'm dropping hits like it's a habit
They want what I got, can't have it (Fuck 'em)
Bitch, I got the sauce, somebody just took me out the fuckin' cabinet
No, like, no, you not having it (No, you're fucked)
[?] me, down hoe
She want me down, hoe
She giving good brain, I'm proud of her

[Verse 2: kishin]
Uh-huh (Uh)
You not my twin, no, we is not the same
Get to the bag, yeah, I feel like Usain
These bitches retarded, thinking that they Lain (Uh-uh-uh)
Me, myself, no us, in bando we trust (Yeah)
Too many thots, can't give no love (Yeah)
Making motion, that's a must now (Yeah)
Bitch, I just want top
I can never stop, nah (Yeah)
Talk shit, get you chopped (Chopped)
Your medulla might get shot up
Screaming, "Fuck all of my opps", now
Got my ex bitch being hostile
Hop on the beat, this turn to gospel
Shit get bloody, turn to Hostel
Uh-huh (Uh-huh)
Uh-huh

[Verse 3: kishin, veezuh]
Do this shit on my own (Own)
Yeah, I've been all alone (Yeah)
Making plays off a phone (Phone)
Shit get grimy, if you know
Boyfriend mad, she a hoe (Oh)
She let me borrow her throat
They be like, "kishin, the G.O.A.T", but that shit be known
All that little cloning not impressive (Nah)
Band maker, my profession (Uh-huh)
(Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh)
Archive on the clothes, yeah, that's my fashion, uh

[Chorus: veezuh]
Your shit getting old (Old)
And my fingers are frozen
[?] (Collateral shot)
She spread my racks all on the table, do I gotta know? (This is too easy)
When I count the money I'm a psychic, bitch, I already know (Haha-haha-haha)
White hoes on me they [?] lots of coke, like lots of snow, yeah
Bitch, I'm feeling "Let it go", like this shit Frozen (Haha-haha-haha)
[?] like [?] (Yes)
No, you not my friend, not twizzy, my cousin
You don't even know me, so don't talk to me, yeah (Okay)
How stupid can you be? (Bye-bye)
Like this shit not free, yeah

[Outro]
Haha-haha-haha