Bout That FRosTydaSnowMann (Ft. Heembeezy)

[Intro: Frostydasnowmann]
Aight

[Verse 1: Frostydasnowmann]
I had to hit my lil’ freak bitch, she like to suck dick
Yeah, I had to double tap the pic, she got the duck lips
Ooh she a nasty lil’ bitch when we fuck
She like to toot it up with the thumb in her, shhh

[Pre-Chorus: Frostydasnowmann]
Yeah, I’m like that
Bitch, stop runnin’ from the dick, don’t fight that
Yo’ nigga ain’t lit, he ain’t like that
I give her long dick, yeah I pipe that
Come here, let me beat the pussy up, don’t fight back
Bitch put this meat-the-der up in yo’ mouth, don’t bite that (Don’t bite)
Don’t be all nosey, I’on like that
Duh I got bitches (Duh), why you even ask me somethin’ like that?
Benz Couped up with the top back (Skrrt)
Me and Glockiana in the whip, smokin’ opp pack
You cannot get up in this coupe, you ain’t bout that
Flex two hunnid on your booth, tell her, “Count that”

[Chorus: Frostydasnowmann]
Yeah, I’m bout that (Yeah that)
Threw twenty racks on a big booty bitch, tell her, “Count that”
(Ooh) Put twenty racks on his head, turn a nigga to a opp pack
Nigga slide through, he gettin’ popped at
Nigga bitch slide through, she gettin’ popped at (What it do)
Spent twenty racks on a Coupe, yeah, I copped that
No, you can’t get up in this Coupe, you ain’t bout that