[Intro: Sad Frosty, DC The Don & Burger Man]
Astro on the beat
Uh-huh
Ayy, turn that shit up, MXTT
Trademark!
Turn that shit up, bro
Goddamn
A-A-Astro got it running
Ayy

[Verse 1: Sad Frosty]
Back from the Gulag, I'm turnt up (Okay)
Reach for my fake xan and you gettin' burnt up (Bitch)
We takin' no handout, bitch, I had to earn some (Ayy)
Shut the fuck up when I speak, you might learn some
Ayy, came in the game, got his bitch on lock (Uh-huh)
Easy bread from my hoodie, Baped down to the socks
I done bought all the forces, I don't know what to cop
Bought cool kicks out, now they gotta restock (Okay)
Ask a bitch, "Why so serious?"
Wanna fuck first, is she curious?
Do not disturb, why she furious?
Want me to fuck her, I think she delirious (Okay, what?)
Told my brodie, fuck checkers this chess
I'ma run up a milli' till Frosty the best (Ayy)
They was ridin' in Hondas, now I'm in a jet
With my tеam, we shoot up like I play for the Nеts (Pussy)
I'ma Vet' in this bitch, call up big Teezo, put lead in his shit (Yeah)
If I wanna quit rapping, start streaming on Twitch (Huh?)
She said I'm a legend but [?] (Thottie)
Walk right into labels, we don't gotta pitch (Pussy)
Lost my lil' bro to some street shit (What?)
Lost my grandpa, I couldn't even eat, shit (Goddamn)
My own cousin told me I wouldn't be shit (Huh?)
But I dropped, there's no help, on some G Shit (Ayy)
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