Frostbite YUNG KITT KATT & HOODRAT SPICE

[Intro: Sample]
(Ay drop this shit for these fuck niggas)

[Chorus: Yung Kitt Katt]
Pricey jeans, sick watch
So high my ears pop
Chain low, ring's nice
Getting frostbite from all this ice
Pricey jeans, sick watch
So high my ears pop
Chain low, ring’s nice
Getting frostbite from all this ice

[Verse 1: Hoodrat Spice]
Chains and medallions, make you buy me some
Take your credit card, show you how hard I cum
Never diss an ice mane, that's a rule of thumb
I'm in the club with cold syrup going hella dumb
Gucci Mane bumping, where the ice king at?
All this ice-like skating, where the ice ring at?
Now I’m thinking, "Where the ice cream at?"
Bitch, I'm the chain, she having wet dreams on that
Don't touch the fur, that'll get you shot
Choppa explode, that'll get hot
I ain't tripping, no
This ice don't melt
Hella dudes man, can't you tell?
Candy-coated chain, where the [?]
My lines sick, that’s why I offend ’em
Chain's broken, now you can’t mend 'em
Go and try take my shit I chop 'em up, I blend 'em