DC The Don, Sad Frosty - WET WET lyrics

Astro on the beat!

Nigga just woke up with it
Fresh out the bed watch me turn my swag on
Like I'm SouljaBoy tell em' who did it
Brodie bought a brand new drop who in it?
Somebody gon' die today yes you you?
Bro just pulled up with a brand new semi
He talk out his neck we
Gon' send him to Whitney
I was pissed off yesterday bitch kept calling
My phone tryna make me mad
Shit, imma do what I do I'm a rockstar
2020 gem with a whole lotta' cash
Make no mistake if we racing lil bro
Said 200 miles on his dash
Bro I was up all night in the stu'
Made 22 songs and this shit's all gas
And he know I'm his dad, dad
Ha, and I know that you mad, mad
We gon' run through your house
If the front door is
Locked it's okay we gon' go through the back
Wild boys still smoking on thrax
Got on beam in the back, get back
You lil' niggas all duck duck, quack
I'm on it I'm on it that's my name it's Dad
Hold up relax

Big kicks on so they know that I'm lit
If he want the smoke, Teezo empty the clip
Internet talking can't believe they
Think he phase me
Extended clips on rifles we got
Big guns like the navy
Shorty pulled up and she served me some crank
Ion mean the drug she let
Me hit from the back
Your squad full of pussies like
You chilling with cats
Fuck her on the viral so
She'll kill all the bats
Drop top, Lincoln, like I'm John F kennedy
Baby let me cuff you pick
You up in my Infiniti
Take you to the movies human centipede
Bring her home by 9 don't want
Her parents to be enemies