Frozen lyrics

[Intro]
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh

[Chorus: veezuh]
Your sh*t getting old (Old)
And my fingers are frozen
[?] (Collateral shot)
She spread my racks all on the table, do I gotta know? (This is too easy)
When I count the money I'm a psychic, b*tch, I already know (Haha-haha-haha)
White hoes on me they [?] lots of coke, like lots of snow, yeah
b*tch, I'm feeling "Let it go", like this sh*t Frozen (Haha-haha-haha)
[?] like [?] (Yes)
No, you not my friend, not twizzy, my cousin
You don't even know me, so don't talk to me, yeah (Okay)
How stupid can you be? (Bye-bye)
Like this sh*t not free, yeah

[Verse 1: veezuh]
They should be asking me
Like what's up with the tea? (Boring)
Like, no, I do not beef
Like, please don't reach
b*tch, I'm dropping hits like it's a habit
They want what I got, can't have it (f*ck 'em)
b*tch, I got the sauce, somebody just took me out the f*ckin' cabinet
No, like, no, you not having it (No, you're f*cked)
[?] me, down hoe
She want me down, hoe
She giving good brain, I'm proud of her
[Verse 2: kishin]
Uh-huh (Uh)
You not my twin, no, we is not the same
Get to the bag, yeah, I feel like Usain
These b*tches retarded, thinking that they Lain (Uh-uh-uh)
Me, myself, no us, in bando we trust (Yeah)
Too many thots, can't give no love (Yeah)
Making motion, that's a must now (Yeah)
b*tch, I just want top
I can never stop, nah (Yeah)
Talk sh*t, get you chopped (Chopped)
Your medulla might get shot up
Screaming, "f*ck all of my opps", now
Got my ex b*tch being hostile
Hop on the beat, this turn to gospel
sh*t get bloody, turn to Hostel
Uh-huh (Uh-huh)
Uh-huh

[Verse 3: kishin, veezuh]
Do this sh*t on my own (Own)
Yeah, I've been all alone (Yeah)
Making plays off a phone (Phone)
sh*t get grimy, if you know
Boyfriend mad, she a hoe (Oh)
She let me borrow her throat
They be like, "kishin, the G.O.A.T", but that sh*t be known
All that little cloning not impressive (Nah)
Band maker, my profession (Uh-huh)
(Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh)
Archive on the clothes, yeah, that's my fashion, uh
[Chorus: veezuh]
Your sh*t getting old (Old)
And my fingers are frozen
[?] (Collateral shot)
She spread my racks all on the table, do I gotta know? (This is too easy)
When I count the money I'm a psychic, b*tch, I already know (Haha-haha-haha)
White hoes on me they [?] lots of coke, like lots of snow, yeah
b*tch, I'm feeling "Let it go", like this sh*t Frozen (Haha-haha-haha)
[?] like [?] (Yes)
No, you not my friend, not twizzy, my cousin
You don't even know me, so don't talk to me, yeah (Okay)
How stupid can you be? (Bye-bye)
Like this sh*t not free, yeah

[Outro]
Haha-haha-haha