[Intro: Sad Frosty]

What, huh, yeah, bitch

Mike G, you can't do this to 'em, man!

Brrrrr, huh?

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[Verse 1: Sad Frosty]

I got that Whoopi Goldberg on my shirt

Still talkin' reckless and he'll and get merked

Remix, I had to get Rich on the verse

I fuck on that bitch and I pull up her skirt

I feel like Rich, I don't walk with the plug

I'm out in LA and they showin' me love

I just wanna fuck, I ain't givin' no hugs

Keep right on me cause the goofy's some bugs

Look, ay, I fuck that bitch in the ass

I passed her to Tay 'cause that pussy was trash

Pull in the Wraith, do the digital dash

I'm takin' your money, finesse all the cash

Them broke boys they hatin', they plottin' the low

Tearin' up my wrist, and my diamonds on froze

Next sack I get I'ma cop me a Rov

Not enough money I need me some mo'



[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]

Look at my wrist, that's a whole thang

I got more chains on than 2 Chainz

I got a bitch out the Blue Flame

My diamonds they kickin' like Liu Kang

First off, yeah a nigga so broke

Hatin' on me, you a joke

I can't get shit in you studio

The trap, I'm movin' them elbows

I got white, white Taylor Swift

I'm gonna jump in the bridge

I made a mil with a wrist

That a real Rollie, no fool

Bad bitch, I need two

Look at my neck, bust down

Pussy niggas, don't come 'round

I got a shooter might gun ya down

Rich Forever, got minions now

Turn your smile to a frown

Came out the trap, bando was a house