frozen

Uh, woke up, nothin' in my cup Go to the kitchen, lil' bitch, yeah, I gotta pour up I see your bitch and I just wanna fuckin' throw up Cmagbro and me, we goin' up F*ck a tweet, f*ck a post Tell me why that bitch is wet like a boat She said, tell me why you dress so cold? Lately, I been feelin' like I'm chosen I just gotta go and watch my dosage I look down, my wrist is frozen Married to money, I can't get divorced And look how I'm movin', yeah look at the motion Styrofoam cups, sippin' on purple potions I'm too geeked, yeah, I be zonin Shit not rented, shit not stolen She said, you next up, bitch, you right then This bitch is nice and she like it If I like this shit, then I'ma just buy it then If Thug say, light it up, then I'ma light it then Oh, shit, it's lit, need a fireman Bitch took a X like a motherfuckin' vitamin Go get a check, lil' boy, stop cryin damn Let's get this shit hot like a motherfuckin' frying pan You change up the story too much, don't lie, man Soon they'll know, oh, yeah, I'm like that Yeah, and I'm countin' up my bags That bitch wanna date, and I told her that I feel like Sosa lil' bitch, cause I don't really like that Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'ma just say this one time, and I don't give a f*ck cause I'm not gonna say it again Maybe you can hear me, but you're not getting the message You really don't know what I'm sayin I don't give a f*ck bout' shit you lil' bitch I already know that you motherfuckin' playin I'm on the rooftop, feel like I'm Thugger Yeah, you can call me the Spider-Man I need a bad lil' bitch like Gwen Yeah, you wouldn't understand Yeah, all the money come in Yeah, stack it up, bands Yeah, I'ma count up these racks Yeah, I'ma count up these checks Yeah I'ma count up these bands, yeah Way too frozen