Lilcockpump, London Yellow - Arctic lyrics
[Lilcockpump, London Yellow - Arctic lyrics]
(TWI I ST is crazy, bro) ayy, ayy
All I see like when my eyes closed
It is darkness
Couldn't be me, I'm ice cold, bitch
I'm arctic
Chillin' in the burg, it's ice cold, bitch
It's arctic rollin' through the city, bitch
I'm fly like a carpet
Yeah, yeah, I'm chillin' in free park, bitch
You see us chillin', yeah
You best not try to start shit
Ayy, dirty boy, dirty man
But I ain't heartless
Got a big ole heart and I can spark this
Ayy, big doinks, big money, hit my target
And I ain't givin' up even
When my days turn darkest, ayy
Big shots, yeah, I feel like James Harden
Ayy
Big shots, yeah, I feel like James Harden
Blastin' with some Martians, yeah, aliens
CEO of our own life, we makin' millions
Billions, what is numbers?
I fuck so many bitchеs
Probably eskimo brothers
Ridin' through the burg with my
Boys in thе Hummer
I heard your last song ain't doin' numbers
That's a bummer they say I'm spittin'
So warm it's like the summer
People used to point and laugh
They dumb and dumber
Yeah, they dumb and dumber (Woah, yeah)
They dumb and dumber
(Dumb and dumber, dumb and dumber)
Keep it cool (yeah) , arctic (Let's go)
I'm in my igloo, nigga, retard shit
I'm in Pittsburgh smokin' on the armpit
(Smoke, yeah)
Like a snowman, I be on my farmer chip
I'm so cold, had to turn up the thermostat
Shivering this blizzard and I put
My hands on my sack popped out my window
Made a snow angel and laugh
He said I'll never be crap
But they are down bad you said I fell off
So I had to tell your dad
I feel so happy, I think you guys are sad
Me and Cockpump and GLASSHEAD
Blow up like Baghdad i'm in my Discord bag
I think that I'm Rad Dad
How I'm in the city, it's still
And still ain't got no fans?
Baby lookin' at a nigga like
"That is not my mans"
Ayy man, we cold out here, man oh yeah
Ooh, it's cold out here it's cold
All I see like when my eyes closed
It is darkness
Couldn't be me, I'm ice cold, bitch
I'm arctic
Chillin' in the burg, it's ice cold, bitch
It's arctic rollin' through the city, bitch
I'm fly like a carpet
Yeah, yeah, I'm chillin' in free park, bitch
You see us chillin', yeah
You best not try to start shit
Ayy, dirty boy, dirty man
But I ain't heartless
Got a big ole heart and I can spark this
Ayy, big doinks, big money, hit my target
And I ain't givin' up even
When my days turn darkest, ayy
Big shots, yeah, I feel like James Harden
Ayy
Big shots, yeah, I feel like James Harden
Blastin' with some Martians, yeah, aliens
CEO of our own life, we makin' millions
Billions, what is numbers?
I fuck so many bitchеs
Probably eskimo brothers
Ridin' through the burg with my
Boys in thе Hummer
I heard your last song ain't doin' numbers
That's a bummer they say I'm spittin'
So warm it's like the summer
People used to point and laugh
They dumb and dumber
Yeah, they dumb and dumber (Woah, yeah)
They dumb and dumber
(Dumb and dumber, dumb and dumber)
Keep it cool (yeah) , arctic (Let's go)
I'm in my igloo, nigga, retard shit
I'm in Pittsburgh smokin' on the armpit
(Smoke, yeah)
Like a snowman, I be on my farmer chip
I'm so cold, had to turn up the thermostat
Shivering this blizzard and I put
My hands on my sack popped out my window
Made a snow angel and laugh
He said I'll never be crap
But they are down bad you said I fell off
So I had to tell your dad
I feel so happy, I think you guys are sad
Me and Cockpump and GLASSHEAD
Blow up like Baghdad i'm in my Discord bag
I think that I'm Rad Dad
How I'm in the city, it's still
And still ain't got no fans?
Baby lookin' at a nigga like
"That is not my mans"
Ayy man, we cold out here, man oh yeah
Ooh, it's cold out here it's cold