Frozen Ark lyrics

[Intro]
DrugRixh sh*t
Danny Wolf in this motherf*cker with me, n*gga
Hoodrich sh*t
Rich hood, n*gga

[Chorus]
I got more guns than a pawn shop
A n*gga rob, he gon' get popped
My neck is so icy it's frozen ark
I make the trap do back flips
I count the back end and I take a trip
Play with the roster, your ass gon' get dipped
Three grams in my Backwood, I ain't rolling no spliff
I dress like a stylist, I stay on some foreign sh*t
I don't like basic b*tches, import me a foreign b*tch
I used to be broke, now I ride in some foreign sh*t
Trap in your town on some tourist sh*t
No meet-and-greet, man, we came to get money
I keep that stick and that b*tch hold a hundred
These n*ggas be laughing, this sh*t ain't that funny
Haaaaa, I hit with the chopper
I ain't never had sh*t, so I go get the money

[Verse 1]
Heard the hood hot ill go catch a hostage
Stayin out the way running up these blue faces
I pour a 4 in my minute maid, I make your b*tch come and be a maid
I got a spot full of dirty AKs, My traphouse look like a real estate
f*ck that lil b*tch ion take her on dates
No Anna Mae but I'm all bout my cake
Dont f*ck with the pork cause you steak
Traffic the work to your state, Trap on the block when its late
Rent me a house by the lake
Make your lil brother my slave Ian Never Had sh*t Im just tryna get paid
MONY PWR gon RSPT the gang
I don't know how to wear but i got it from spain
Etiquette proper, Them flashy chains
[Hook]
I got more guns than a pawn shop
A n*gga rob he gone get popped
My neck is so icy its frozen ark
I make the trap do back flips
I count the back end and I take a trip
Play with the roster then yo ass gone get dipped
Three grams in my backwood ain't rollin no spliff
I dress like a stylist i stay on some foreign sh*t
Ion like basic b*tches import me a foreign b*tch
I used to be broke now i run in some foreign sh*t
Trap in yo town on some tourist sh*t
No meet and greet man we came to get money
I keep that stick and that b*tch hold a hunnid
These n*ggas be laughin this sh*t ain't that funny
HAAAAHHAAA I hit with the chopper HAA ian never had sh*t so I go get the MONY

[Verse 2]
Money rag on me, gun like El Chapo
Double chopsticks Benihana
Im the one drop the work off in the Honda
Im the one fly with the birds in the summer
Im the one kick the brick off like a punter
Im the one dressed in camo like a hunter
Your b*tch f*ck with trappers she know i count hunnids
I serve her the dummy I reroc the money
Say f*ck that sh*t n*gga she go get the money
Trap goin slot jaywalkin like zombies
I keep that tommy like Nelson, Shoot the choppa til that b*tch start flexin
But if he ask for my plug he gone mail it
Go to New Orleans with the pelicans
Pockets on swole no Norbit but elephant
I been catching hell so I know its a hell in here
[Hook]
I got more guns than a pawn shop
A n*gga rob he gone get popped
My neck is so icy its frozen ark
I make the trap do back flips
I count the back end and I take a trip
Play with the roster then yo ass gone get dipped
Three grams in my backwood ain't rollin no spliff
I dress like a stylist i stay on some foreign sh*t
Ion like basic b*tches import me a foreign b*tch
I used to be broke now i run in some foreign sh*t
Trap in yo town on some tourist sh*t
No meet and greet man we came to get money
I keep that stick and that b*tch hold a hunnid
These n*ggas be laughin this sh*t ain't that funny
HAAAAHHAAA He wit the the tussc HAA ian never had sh*t so I go get the MONY