lirik lagu freeze tag – paper route empire & key glock
[intro]
(sosa 808)
[chorus]
just told my bro that this money and hoes don’t last (mob)
i told him get up out his feelings and go get a bag (let’s eat)
ayy, i’m a hustling*ass n*gga, you can blame my dad (on god)
got baguettes in my richard, diamonds playing freeze tag (hitkidd, what it do, man? yeah)
[verse]
sitting in the 600 with the seat back
yeah, when i first seen that rolls truck, i’m like, “i need that” (i need that)
yeah, sipping codeine, my b*tch like, “glock, you don’t need that” (don’t need that)
yeah, six years old, i told the teacher, “suck my weenus” (yeah)
soon as i got home, my grandma gave me a beating
bad lil’ motherf*cker, yup (b*tch), i beat it
i’m married to the money ’cause most of these hoes is skeezy (yup)
you know i’m so icy, but a n*gga don’t know jeezy (uh*uh)
ayy, i be rocking gucci, mane, i make this sh*t look easy (yeah, yeah, yeah)
my young n*ggas ruthless, ayy, please, please, believe me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
ice cubes in my watch and chain got a n*gga freezing (yeah, yeah, yeah)
ice cubes in my watch and chain got a n*gga freezing (yeah, yeah, yeah)
f*ck your verse, n*gga, i’ll never do a remix (what?)
n*ggas know that i don’t f*ck with ’em and i don’t pretend (uh*uh)
n*ggas know that i don’t f*ck with ’em, it ain’t a secret (uh*uh)
n*ggas know that i don’t f*ck with ’em, it ain’t a secret (yeah)
ayy, gang members shooting sh*t up, where your defense?
d*mn, glock, these n*ggas hating on you, yeah, i peeped it (i know)
big glock with the switch up on it, i ain’t missing sh*t
i’m always on point, n*gga, i don’t even miss a b*tch
so what? still be hitting l!cks
self*made, nothing like these shrimps
i’m balling on these lil’*ass n*ggas, f*ck around and windmill
just bought another foreign, swerve that b*tch, look like a hot wheel (phew, phew, phew)
i walked up in the party, b*tches started doing cartwheels
[chorus]
told my bro that this money and these hoes don’t last
told him, “get up out your feelings, n*gga, go and get a bag”
ayy, i’m a hustling*ass n*gga, baby, you can blame my dad
i got baguettes in my richard, diamonds playing freeze tag (yeah)
told my bro that this money and these hoes don’t last
told him, “get up out your feelings, n*gga, go and get a bag”
ayy, i’m a hustling*ass n*gga, baby, you can blame my dad
i got baguettes in my richard, diamonds playing freeze tag
[outro]
yeah, yeah, yeah
g*lock
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