New Kicks Lyrics

[Intro: Sad Frosty]
Huh?
Aye!
What?
A-A-Astro, got it runnin'
p*ssy!
Yuh!
Mathiastyner
Okay

[Chorus: Sad Frosty]
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

[Verse 1: Sad Frosty]
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
p*ssy be talkin' that f*ck 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
f*ck a handout, bitch I [?] shit
Come get your bae cus she all on my dick
f*ck 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 f*ck
You can get this dick, but miss me with the cuff
That bitch like a blower, she wanna do a suck
Body bag the p*ssy, left that in the trunk

[Chorus: Sad Frosty]
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

[Verse 2: DC The Don]
Shout out my nigga Big Frosty
Tell 'em get off me
No I'm not Jesus, don't cross me
You niggas ain't [?]
She wanna gobble my dick it's impossible
Lil bitch I don't want you, I swear that I'm positive
My niggas slide through to your crib then we rob it
Bruce Wayne cus I swear that we robbin' it
f*ck bitch, f*ck, 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 harder
And your bitch got no name, call her head [?]
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
f*ck!

[Chorus: Sad Frosty]
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

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