Frostbite

Yeah, bring the heat to the
Tryna bring the heat to the winter

They say I'm cold, yeah
Baby you can really catch a cold, yeah
Maybe they don't like that I was chosen
Hit 'em with the flow until they frozen
I'll give 'em frostbite
But bring the heat to the winter
Beef to the dinner
Brown skin beenie with keys to the Bimmer
We got the shows out abroad
P's for the villa
They on the road looking bored
They heave and they shiver
Because it's cold, yeah
Baby you can really catch a cold, yeah
Maybe they don't like that I was chosen
Hit 'em with the flow until they frozen
I'll give 'em frostbite
But bring the heat to the winter
Beef to the dinner
Brown skin beenie with keys to the Bimmer
We got the shows out abroad
P's for the villa
They on the road looking bored
They heave and they shiver, yeah

They all in their houses when the summer done
But still they hating but I ain't
Know where it's coming from
We heard your tape and we
Ain't waiting for another one
They told you not to drop it
Like the thun thun thun
While we was steady pushing
Heading to the bookings
Always put the work in but
Never got the look in
But now the tables turned and we
Tryna get a foot in
Like we just tryna earn off of
All the effort put in
And now my team winning where we usually fail
Now they feeling what I'm speaking like
My tunes are in brail
Me and my team, we had to do it ourselves
Been on my DIY like I'm
Leaving B&Q with a shelf now we kill it
Chilling with the G's finna feel it
Creps clean only rock the
Jeans if they fitted but their gimics
My flow will leave them deep in the dirt
Gold ice in my teeth I'll make
'em freeze with my verse

I been writing loads, tryna find time
They say lightning ain't strike twice
But I'm hidin' from all
These lightning bolts
Niggas claiming that they real
As long as I'm involved
They gon' always go realer and
I be Mighty Joe
Rightio, they checkin' for me
And it's rightly so with the beenie
Rollin' some he he for me to light and toke
Highs and lows
Put my mind and soul in the paper page
When I'm in, they know what the time is
Like I'm Flava Flav
And that's with no clock
My olders told me grow up
'Cause I was busy making chicks diddy
Bop with they clothes off
Had a ting with Rona, Tiffany was a doughnut
And Stacey on my book 'cause she give
Me face when I poke her
Hold up my nigga, hold up
How they claim they cold when they
Don't even make their own stuff?
Do me a favour please
Never try to wave on me
Will be a shame when the wave
That you on get froze up

Knucks

Frostbite

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