Frozen Q Da Fool

[Intro]
I got Hitman on the beat
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
When I'm on that shit, man
Real shooter shit, uh
Stand on that business, nigga, or get the fuck up outta here
Uh, uh, damn, yeah

[Chorus]
I got a hundred pounds on the floor
Just got a knock at the door
I put a hundred rounds on your dome
Lil brodie gon' give you some more
I put a lot of bodies on my soul
It ain't no repairin' no more
Went broke, but I'm still spendin' more
If that's where they at then we spinnin' it, bro
I pop a pill, now I feel alive
This pussy too tight, it won't fit inside
That big [?] race, you can come and try
Its comin' [?] cut it twice, but they still bitin'
I'm rockin' Off White
Flew to the island, the vibe made it feel right
[?] I charge him the high price
I got a chopper, this bitch really my height
Fuck is a doctor? I'm making my own pints