Frosty - Whippin X2 lyrics

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Frosty - Whippin X2 lyrics

[Intro: GeeYou] Kitchen flips whippin' whippin' See this fit it drippin' drippin' You trip don't slip my finger itching (Fah, fah, fah) Heart so dark ain't got no feelings And so much weight up on my scales I broke my digit [Verse 1: GeeYou] Drip don't slip filled to the tip Imma reload the mag, it's gon' fly out the rip (Fah, fah, fah) Everyday a ni**a might die, I guess it's the way that we live Designer the fashion update with the drip drip drip, walked in with a limp Bro flicking his wrist Fifteen with some hoes on my kicks LA I'm livin' the dream And it's crazy, from the sh*t that I seen Like who would I have been Bando with the fiends Just me and the gang we chasing our dreams [Chorus: GeeYou] Kitchen flips whippin' whippin' See this fit it drippin' drippin' You trip don't slip my finger itching (Fah, fah, fah) Heart so dark ain't got no feelings And so much weight up on my scales I broke my digit [Verse 2: Frosty] This wrist [?] visit [?] fling it to brodiе when I'm finished Ten on my Monclеr jacket, you know it's real got the [?] pattern Kenya's groupies crazy, they always tryna find out who I'm smashin' Go super fast can't crash this whip If we survive, then I'll be surprised L.V. runners in charcoal grey Gorilla Glue in the back with 7am, how I start my day Take the ice cubes out the fridge, got a man on the microwave Girls from the hood always do the most (For sure, for sure, for sure, for sure) A thousand a whip when I turn on the stove Send that pack up to London Road Ex b*tch won't leave me alone She gon' turn up to all my shows (Told you don't call this phone no more) Now I gotta find the backdoor exit Walking 'round with your big bro's watch, you're gonna get yourself in trouble Con a hundred hungry ni**as, I'll get that from that (Gimme that, Gimme that) Bae said she at Harrods, cool, imma send 5k to your mazel (It's done) Just done 3-5, 3-5, when I couple this like a bundle [Chorus: GeeYou] Kitchen flips whippin' whippin' See this fit it drippin' drippin' You trip don't slip my finger itching (Fah, fah, fah) Heart so dark ain't got no feelings And so much weight up on my scales I broke my digit, uh

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