Sad Frosty - Chutes & Ladders lyrics
[Sad Frosty - Chutes & Ladders lyrics]
Ayy, bitch, what, uh
I can't go nowhere without my Glock
Extend it
I got thirty shots up in this Chop'
So you know I ain't missin'
(Bitch, what?)
Fuck a handout, miss me with that
I ain't with that ass kissin'
Hit her once, get to the check
Stayin' focused on my mission
(Okay)
Cruisin' around in an Escalade
(Skrtt)
Left twenty-two bitches on read today (Okay)
I met your main bitch like yesterday
(Bitch) , kick her out of the crib
Ain't no time to play
I know them boys hatin', they fakin'
I made it
(What?) , it took me some time
We ain't sayin' it was pace (Yuh)
He copy my shit but
Bitch, we ain't adjacent
The ones who be hatin'
Livin' in mom's basement
(Uh)
I done woke up on some hot shit
(Yuh) , I nod my head up in this bitch
You know them boys gon' drop shit
I can't cuff no thot, bitch, Mo city
I'm the locksmith
(Bitch)
He want me to listen to his tape
That shit was not it
(Pussy)
Fuck an AP watch
I don't need to know the time
(Uh)
Why you trippin' 'bout a bitch, boy
That girl ain't even fine
Got your granny in my crib
In the bathroom snortin' lines
Let that pussy try to play me
I'ma go and take what's mine
Ayy
(Pussy)
Ayy, bitch, what, uh (Huh?)
I can't go nowhere without my Glock
Extend it
(Bitch)
I got thirty shots up in this Chop'
So you know I ain't missin'
Fuck a handout, miss me with that
I ain't with that ass kissin'
Hit her once, get to the check
Stayin' focused on my mission
(Okay)
Rubber band man, Frosty, I got hella guap
(Bitch)
I might buy a new McLaren, fuck it
After sandbox drop
(What?)
She ask me do I trust
Her, I said, "Baby girl
I don't trust no thots"
Teezo hit me on the phone
Askin' when my album drop
Ayy
I can't go nowhere without my Bape's
Now it's model bitches in my
DM's tryna give me face
(What?)
They know Frosty rich as hell
I cop that crib right by the lake
(Bitch)
Teezo pull up, chutes and ladders
Got them TEC's right in your face
(Ayy)
Ayy, bitch, what, uh (Okay)
I can't go nowhere without my Glock
Extend it
I got thirty shots up in this Chop'
So you know I ain't missin'
Fuck a handout, miss me with that
I ain't with that ass kissin'
(Bitch, yuh)
Hit her once, get to the check
Stayin' focused on my mission
(Okay)
Bitch, uh, yuh