PAROLES
[Intro: Chief Keef & Sad Frosty]
Haa, Sos’ baby
(Astro on the beat) (Woah)
Phew phew phew (Blatt)
Phew (Uh), bang (What?), bang, bang bang
[Chorus: Sad Frosty]
Heard that pussy talkin’ loud (Huh?)
Well, fuck it, I’ma let him hate
I feel like Soulja Boy ’cause bitch
I just bought me some Bathing Ape (Brr, skrt skrt)
And Katy, he gon’ shoot (Huh? huh? huh?)
He don’t ever fuckin’ hesitate (What?)
I’m ballin’ like I’m Kobe (Huh)
We drop thirty at the heaven gates (Brrat brat)
[Verse 1: Sad Frosty]
Uh, I’m gon’ make that pussy meditate (What?)
I fill him up with hollows (Ayy), he an angel, he gon’ levitate (What?)
And yes, I wrapped it up, it ain’t my baby, she ain’t never late
I pullеd up in a Tesla, pushed the button to accеlerate (Skrt skrt skrt)
Smokin’ on the best ‘Wood, shorty give that neck good (Ayy, thottie)
I’ve been rockin’ hella Bape that I don’t think the best could, ayy (What?)
B.B. Simon on my pants (Huh?)
Think I missed my show with DC (What?), me and Sosa, we at the jam
Yeah, no more fake chains, my shit bust down (Yeah)
Astroboy just hit me, he in LA, it’s a touchdown (Ayy)
Talkin’ down on gang like Burger Man, I send a hundred round (Pussy)
Just sold out my show in Houston, yeah, that bitch got shut down (Brr brr brr<)
Slide down that shit (Ayy), stick’ll ride down that bitch (Huh?)
How he talkin’ hella reckless? Now he hidin’ from that bitch (Grr, bow)
We gon’ pull up and pop out, now he fried around his bitch
GLO, TWG, don’t lose your life around this bitch (Ayy)
[Chorus: Sad Frosty & Chief Keef]
Heard that pussy talkin’ loud (Huh?)
Well, fuck it, I’ma let him hate (Dududuh)
I feel like Soulja Boy ’cause bitch
I just bought me some Bathing Ape (Skuduskuh)
And Katy, he gon’ shoot (Yeah)
He don’t ever fuckin’ hesitate (Ayy)
I’m ballin’ like I’m Kobe
We drop thirty at the heaven gates (Brrr)
[Verse 2: Chief Keef & Sad Frosty]
I feel like Gucci Mane ’cause you know I’m always Gucci, man (Gucci Gucci)
And I got something to make you move like some music can (Go go)
I just left gay gang and pulled up to coochie land (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
All this fuckin’ cash make me wanna go to school again (Bang bang)
Flex on the teachers, tell ’em, “Tell me I can’t do it again” (Bang)
I done been to jail a thousand times and I’ll do it again (Bang bang)
Fill my commissary up, I’m thuggin’ with the hooligans (Dududuh)
And I know some chicken heads, somebody call Ludacris (Skuduskuh)
Same people who said I couldn’t tell ’em hoes, I do that shit (Do the shit)
And we shower the streets, we losin’ niggas ’cause it come with it (Ayy)
Niggas, I got money, you can keep my hunnid, nigga, run that shit (Ayy, Sos’ baby)
Baby mama keep wishin’ I’ll die, when I die, I’m coming to haunt that bitch (Bitch)
Bang-bang, no common shit (Ayy), lase you up, no funnel shit (No)
Backflips, we tumble shit (Burr), for the bread, we crumble shit (Buh buh)
Pull up in some Wakanda shit (Skrt), yellow Lambo’, omelette (Skrt)
Pop your ass, take off your lid (Skrt), pussy, I ain’t just talkin’ shit (Ayy)
What time we gearing up? Pop out, we appearing up (Ayy)
Ayy, chef, don’t stir it up (Ayy), we come from here and up (Ayy)
Shoot the party up, air it up (Gang)
Woo-woop, nigga, hear that shit (Wooh), that’s a Glock, spin ’round that shit (Woo wooh)
I’m like, “How you did that shit?”, nevermind, nigga, kill that shit (Wooh)
Hit the Yale, like, where that is? Hit the dope like we in that bitch
Forever is endless, fuck you, come in your shit (Ayy)
Stop playing, come in your shit
Asked God for forgiveness, he like, “You did that shit”
You was out here hittin’ licks (Ayy), you was out here shootin’ shit (Ayy)
She was out here stealin’ shit (Ayy)
Smoking trees like Timberland, ball on me, it’s sizzlin’
[Verse 3: Sad Frosty]
Pussy pocket watching, tryna add up all my streams
Wanna make that accurate? Talkin’ shit but you like my team
If Frosty poppin’ out, it might damn near cause a scene
Had to get my testifictions, I got mad and broke the screen
[Chorus: Sad Frosty & Chief Keef]
Heard that pussy talkin’ loud (What?)
Well, fuck it, I’ma let him hate (Dududuh)
I feel like Soulja Boy ’cause bitch
I just bought me some Bathing Ape (Ayy)
And Katy, he gon’ shoot (Nah)
He don’t ever fuckin’ hesitate (Ayy)
I’m ballin’ like I’m Kobe
We drop thirty at the heaven gates (Brr, bitch)
[Outro: Sad Frosty & DC The Don]
Yeah, ayy
Nigga, OUTLAW got that gas
