Sad Frosty Lyrics – Sad Frosty

Ice Cream

Ayy
What?
Huh?
Hey, man, what the f-
When she see me, she gon’ top me ’cause she-
What?
Yeah, ayy, bitch
Huh? Ayy

When she see me, she gon’ top me ’cause she know just how I be (Huh?)
I been flexin’ on my haters every day, I live my dreams
My Travis 6’s, they official, your jump man on the wrong team
Feel like Pharrell in ’07, all my shoes Icecream, man (Uh)

Bape stars stomp him out, it’s a man down (What?)
Baby Milo custom piece, he getting fanned out
Not from the block, I’m from the H, and we don’t play around
Catch him at a red light with a Nerf gun, we gon’ spray him down

Bitch, I’m flexing through depression (Huh?), I’m posted at the crib
Making millions from my music, man, I get it how I live (Yeah)
Had to grind for this shit, I took some time for this shit (Huh?)
Face card good, won’t wait in line for no kicks, ayy

Bape stars stomp him out, it’s a man down (Pussy)
Baby Milo custom Glock, he getting fanned out (Bitch)
Not from the block, I’m from the H, and we don’t play around
Catch him at a red light with a Nerf gun, we gon’ spray him down, ayy

Old friends, I’ll admit I lost a couple (Huh?)
After doing that, I seen my bank account, it doubled (Yeah)
Cross Lil Frosty once, watch your plans, they start to crumble (Bitch)
Through the bullshit, I was solid, got that bag and never fumbled (Okay)
What?
Damn, Frosty on some, uh, some, uh, what?

Bape stars stomp him out, it’s a man down
Baby Milo custom Glock, he getting fanned out
Not from the block, I’m from the H, and we don’t play around
Catch him at a red light with a Nerf gun, we gon’ spray him down, uh

They be like, “Frosty” (What?) “How you deal with that hate?” (Huh?)
You think I give a fuck? Just bought a crib up on a lake (Yeah)
Ignore ’em, let that music talk, ain’t got time, bitch, I’m paid (What?)
Came all the way from Texas, now I’m living in LA
Dontai told me when I make it, they gon’ hate it, do no trippin’
In my comments, hoes be simpin’, from the H, we keep it pimpin’
I’ma ride for this shit, bitch, I’ll die for this shit
I went broke, now I’m rich, I stayed down for this shit (Ayy)

Bape stars stomp him out, it’s a man down (Pussy)
Baby Milo custom Glock, he getting fanned out (Bitch)
Not from the block, I’m from the H, and we don’t play around (Buddy)
Catch him at a red light with a Nerf gun, we gon’ spray him down, uh

Ice Cream Lyrics