New Kicks

Huh?
Aye!
What?
A-A-Astro, got it runnin'
Pussy!
Yeah! (Mathiastyner)
Okay!
Uh, yeah (Mike G, you can’t do this to 'em, man)
New kicks, check that
Fake chain, diamonds, baguette that
All you other rappers got set-back
I run the game, bitch I said that
New kicks, check that
Fake chain, diamonds, baguette that
All you other rappers got set-back
I run the game, bitch, I said that
Your bitch want my dick, she a dummy
Wrap that boy up with some tape, he a mummy
Pull out my dick and I nut on her tummy
DC my slime, his nose always runny
Pussy be talkin' that fuck shit
Call up CJ, that boy he gon' dump shit
Broke boi be hating, he know that I run shit
I got a pregnant bitch, I’m with that dumb shit
Sike bitch, I’m playin'
Lil Frosty goin' Super Saiyan
Get rich or die trying, thats the plan
If I go back home, that bitch want a mate
Fuck a handout, bitch I shit
Come get your bae cus she all on my dick
Fuck with Frosty your bitch might get hit
I don’t sell no crack but my chain cost a brick
Light-skinned bitch in my DMs tryna fuck
You can get this dick, but miss me with the cuff
That bitch like a blower, she wanna do a suck
Body bag the pussy, left that in the trunk
New kicks, check that
Fake chain, diamonds, baguette that
All you other rappers got set-back
I run the game, bitch I said that
New kicks, check that
Fake chain, diamonds, baguette that
All you other rappers got set-back
I run the game, bitch I said that
Shout out my nigga Big Frosty
Tell 'em get off me
No I’m not Jesus, don’t cross me
You niggas is salty
She wanna gobble my dick it’s impossible
Bitch I don’t want you, I swear that I’m positive hoe
My niggas slide through to your crib then we pullin' Bruce Wayne cause I swear
that we robbin' it hoe
Fuck bitch, fuck, niggas finna duck
Bitch we came in with that fye
.223, on the side
Cut that boy neck off, got a machete, I know that his head soft
He deserved it, they callin' it manslaughter
And we poppin' too much, make the lead hotter
And your bitch got no name, call her head doctor
Tell Lil Frosty to pull up and headshot him
That’s my nigga, on God we ain’t playin' bout him
And my mans got his blood on my red bottoms
Fuck!
New kicks, check that
Fake chain, diamonds, baguette that
All you other rappers got set-back
I run the game, bitch I said that
New kicks, check that
Fake chain, diamonds, baguette that
All you other rappers got set-back
I run the game, bitch I said that