OCD Freestyle - Sad Frosty

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Huh, Yuh

You think she bad, that bitch, she gon' please me

I give her back, that bitch is too easy

I went to get tacos, I had on the Yeezys

I need me a milli, I feel like Lil Weezy

Feel like Lil Wayne

All of the fire, sent through his brain

Hit with the and ride with the flame

Broke boy talk down, he don’t get no fame

Made 10k in one day

Flight to New York, it’s a one way

Model bitch fuck me on a runway

My bitch better than Beyoncé

She thinks that I love her, I had to dismiss her

Lip that she suck me, then you want to kiss her

I run to the money, my feet, they got blisters

I fuck on your granny, then bend down your sister

Your baby momma she suck dick

I’m in LA on some fun shit

You stuck at home on some bum shit

I’m sendin' my momma them hunnids

Best in my city, I come for the crown

Bad bitch she with me, you know that she brown

You know my logo so cold with the frown

Colorful hair, but I am no clown

Me and Tai, Mario and Luigi

Drink Alkaline don’t fuck with the Fiji

I hit that hoe from the back it was easy

You try to copy but you cannot be me

You cannot be me, aye

You cannot be me, aye

Aye, aye, aye, aye

Frost gang shit, frost gang shit, frost gang shit

Frost gang shit, frost gang shit, frost gang shit

Mike G, you can’t do this to 'em, man!