Freeze
I ball like Kyrie
I be shootin' 'em 3s
And my neck on freeze
And my wrist on froze
And I got a real bad bitch already I ain't ever got time for hoes
And they talk like they bad, tell em pull up to the crib
Let's see how it goes
And I need me a whip young nigga, said I'm tryna pull up in a Rolls
Woulda thought that you're rich by now
By how many times you've been told
Niggas call me Mansa Musa my nigga
Because I'm rollin' with the gold (yah)
Fuck around start a new generation
And I be so high that I'm on a space station
Play these hoes like they was a playstation
Hah, I'm playin, I'm on the pc
Roll a whole blunt of weed while I'm makin' a beat
Got a whole lotta bitches just callin' on me
But I'd rather just stay at home with my lil' Queen
Sittin' in the stu I'm high as can be
And I'm sittin' on a lotta motherfuckin' heat
I ball like Kyrie
I be shootin' 'em 3s
And my neck on freeze
And my wrist on froze
And I got a real bad bitch already I ain't ever got time for hoes
And they talk like they bad, tell em pull up to the crib
Let's see how it goes
I be shootin' 'em 3s
And my neck on freeze
And my wrist on froze
And I got a real bad bitch already I ain't ever got time for hoes
And they talk like they bad, tell em pull up to the crib
Let's see how it goes
And I need me a whip young nigga, said I'm tryna pull up in a Rolls
Woulda thought that you're rich by now
By how many times you've been told
Niggas call me Mansa Musa my nigga
Because I'm rollin' with the gold (yah)
Fuck around start a new generation
And I be so high that I'm on a space station
Play these hoes like they was a playstation
Hah, I'm playin, I'm on the pc
Roll a whole blunt of weed while I'm makin' a beat
Got a whole lotta bitches just callin' on me
But I'd rather just stay at home with my lil' Queen
Sittin' in the stu I'm high as can be
And I'm sittin' on a lotta motherfuckin' heat
I ball like Kyrie
I be shootin' 'em 3s
And my neck on freeze
And my wrist on froze
And I got a real bad bitch already I ain't ever got time for hoes
And they talk like they bad, tell em pull up to the crib
Let's see how it goes
Credits
Writer(s): Tyriek J Embden
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