SadSouljaFrosty! Sad Frosty & Soulja Boy (Ft. Soulja Boy)

[Intro: Sad Frosty]
O-O-OMB M-M-Mafia
Huh, what?
C-C-C-C-C-C-Cocktail
Soulja Boy, Frosty, like what?
Soulja Boy, Frosty, like what? Aye
Aye, yuh
Huh, (yuh), yuh
Mike G, you can't do this to ’em, man!

[Verse 1: Sad Frosty]
Before I had fame, bitch, I had a bag
I pull in the Tesla, I'm doin' the dash
These bitches, they hit me, they just want to fuck
I need a house with a pool in the front
Lil’ thottie, she on me, she eating for lunch
My diamonds, they shine and it's brighter than the sun
Hundred K cash, got that in one's
I eat on her ass just for fun
Yuh, aye, ridin' around in the coupe
My whip, that shit just like the roof
Assist on your girl, like a alley oop
Can't waste no time cause I'm chasin' the loot
Huh, yuh, still hit that hoe from the back
Extended the verse, you know I'ma tax
Lil’ Frosty, they know me, I’m blowing up fast
I took your main bitch and I fucked in the ass