Freeze Tag lyrics

[Intro]
(Sosa 808)

[Chorus]
Just told my bro that this money and hoes don't last (MOB)
I told him get up out his feelings and go get a bag (Let's eat)
Ayy, I'm a hustling-ass n*gga, you can blame my dad (On God)
Got baguettes in my Richard, diamonds playing freeze tag (HitKidd, what it do, man? Yeah)

[Verse]
Sitting in the 600 with the seat back
Yeah, when I first seen that Rolls truck, I'm like, "I need that" (I need that)
Yeah, sipping codeine, my b*tch like, "Glock, you don't need that" (Don't need that)
Yeah, six years old, I told the teacher, "Suck my weenus" (Yeah)
Soon as I got home, my grandma gave me a beating
Bad lil' motherf*cker, yup (b*tch), I beat it
I'm married to the money 'cause most of these hoes is skeezy (Yup)
You know I'm so icy, but a n*gga don't know Jeezy (Uh-uh)
Ayy, I be rocking Gucci, mane, I make this sh*t look easy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
My young n*ggas ruthless, ayy, please, please, believe me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ice cubes in my watch and chain got a n*gga freezing (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ice cubes in my watch and chain got a n*gga freezing (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
f*ck your verse, n*gga, I'll never do a remix (What?)
n*ggas know that I don't f*ck with 'em and I don't pretend (Uh-uh)
n*ggas know that I don't f*ck with 'em, it ain't a secret (Uh-uh)
n*ggas know that I don't f*ck with 'em, it ain't a secret (Yeah)
Ayy, gang members shooting sh*t up, where your defense?
Damn, Glock, these n*ggas hating on you, yeah, I peeped it (I know)
Big Glock with the switch up on it, I ain't missing sh*t
I'm always on point, n*gga, I don't even miss a b*tch
So what? Still be hitting licks
Self-made, nothing like these shrimps
I'm balling on these lil'-ass n*ggas, f*ck around and windmill
Just bought another foreign, swerve that b*tch, look like a Hot Wheel (Phew, phew, phew)
I walked up in the party, b*tches started doing cartwheels
[Chorus]
Told my bro that this money and these hoes don't last
Told him, "Get up out your feelings, n*gga, go and get a bag"
Ayy, I'm a hustling-ass n*gga, baby, you can blame my dad
I got baguettes in my Richard, diamonds playing freeze tag (Yeah)
Told my bro that this money and these hoes don't last
Told him, "Get up out your feelings, n*gga, go and get a bag"
Ayy, I'm a hustling-ass n*gga, baby, you can blame my dad
I got baguettes in my Richard, diamonds playing freeze tag

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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