[Intro: Sad Frosty & Famous Dex]
Ayy!
Mike G, you can't do this to 'em man
What?
Bitch!
Ayy, yeah, ayy!
Feel so Foolish
[Verse 1: Sad Frosty & 1TakeJay]
If I-If I told shorty I love her, well, I guess I'm a liar
Fuck a bitch, cut her off like that dumb ho got fired (Okay!)
I don't want no Gucci sweater, I got Bape for my attire (Ayy!)
Pikachu, shock them up, like that boy touched the wire (Pussy!)
I got big racks, hundred thousand make 'em get back (Huh?)
If I stack my money up, it be taller than Shaq
That girl, she a bird, I think I seen her on Twitter (What?)
I finessed the pussy one time, then I quit her (Ayy, what? Bitch!)
Rappers they be hatin', my new lil' bitch Haitian
Don't talk about no cuffin' 'cause, on God, we ain't datin' (Hell nah!)
If I hit it, then I'm skatin', for this album, they been waitin'
I blew up so fast, now they think I work with Satan (Huh?)
Just know, your baby mama, she be up in my mentions
Don't make me cause a fuckin' riot, I get to shootin', it's vicious (Brrr-ah!)
Like, hold up (What?), let me go on and switch the flow up (Okay!)
Sold a bitch a hundred, now she lookin' like she thrown up (What?)
All my numbers they done gone up, look like, "Frosty, he done blown up" (Ayy)
Don't talk about no feature, 'cause my prices, they done gone up (Bitch!) (Hold up, hold up, hold up)
Ayy!
Mike G, you can't do this to 'em man
What?
Bitch!
Ayy, yeah, ayy!
Feel so Foolish
[Verse 1: Sad Frosty & 1TakeJay]
If I-If I told shorty I love her, well, I guess I'm a liar
Fuck a bitch, cut her off like that dumb ho got fired (Okay!)
I don't want no Gucci sweater, I got Bape for my attire (Ayy!)
Pikachu, shock them up, like that boy touched the wire (Pussy!)
I got big racks, hundred thousand make 'em get back (Huh?)
If I stack my money up, it be taller than Shaq
That girl, she a bird, I think I seen her on Twitter (What?)
I finessed the pussy one time, then I quit her (Ayy, what? Bitch!)
Rappers they be hatin', my new lil' bitch Haitian
Don't talk about no cuffin' 'cause, on God, we ain't datin' (Hell nah!)
If I hit it, then I'm skatin', for this album, they been waitin'
I blew up so fast, now they think I work with Satan (Huh?)
Just know, your baby mama, she be up in my mentions
Don't make me cause a fuckin' riot, I get to shootin', it's vicious (Brrr-ah!)
Like, hold up (What?), let me go on and switch the flow up (Okay!)
Sold a bitch a hundred, now she lookin' like she thrown up (What?)
All my numbers they done gone up, look like, "Frosty, he done blown up" (Ayy)
Don't talk about no feature, 'cause my prices, they done gone up (Bitch!) (Hold up, hold up, hold up)
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