| Froze |
| Icy on my breath, I’m froze |
| Whisky ain’t ever gon' be frozen |
| Said a lot of things I don’t know them |
| August ain’t never felt this cold |
| Froze |
| Icy on my breath, I’m froze |
| Whisky ain’t never got me frozen |
| Said a lot of things I don’t know though |
| August ain’t never felt this cold |
| Mo’fucka thinking that he grown |
| Stack a lil' guala I’m golden |
| Fuck off please stay out of my focus |
| You broke |
| Booted up |
| I pour the Jack inside my system who robotic now |
| I’m way too buzzed the shit she talkin' sound like static ha |
| If liquor be an ocean, I be like titanic yea |
| Aye bitch don’t talk preserve that thought, and fucking can it yea |
| I don’t need to panic |
| Everything I planned it |
| 'Cept for when she flipped and left me damaged |
| I be off that shit |
| Native to the pain I walk in moccasins |
| Had to meet again its fuckin' obvious, I be |
| Froze |
| Icy on my breath, I’m froze |
| Whisky ain’t never got me frozen |
| Said a lot of things I don’t know though |
| August ain’t never felt this cold |
| Mo’fucka thinking that he grown |
| Stack a lil' guala I’m golden |
| Fuck off please stay out of my focus |
| You broke |
| New to love |
| They want me on some jealous shit |
| I don’t do enough |
| Gon' be peacin' in a bit |
| Got me heated up |
| Soon the spots gon' switch around |
| Then you freezing up |
| Keep talking down on it but I’m still holding up |
| Hold me down I just want the top |
| Check my watch |
| Itchin' like some ticks when that bitch talk |
| What’s the plot |
| Sometimes need to go and live it up |
| When you stuck |
| Chilly when nobody give a fuck |
| Know, its' just for the night I don’t think about it twice |
| No, if she with the texting I don’t think that she my type |
| No way I’m bout to go and drive home |
| 2 AM on the bus not alone |
| Frozen |