“FROSTY” By BRIT FOX audio + lyrics

INTRO
Give me everything I want I’m a brat knock you out in one punch I don’t do no rat a tat

CHORUS
Once I throw it back they never go back
I get right to the f*kng point they like it like that
Once I throw it back
They never go back
I get right to the f*kng point they like it like that
Your loose lips (got that grip)
Sink ships (got that grip)
But mine give no slack (got that grip)
Got that grip

VERSE
Hold up back up to much dough to stack up
Hop out act up automatic back up
Tell em take a picture we just passed ya
Mine give no slack
Gold link around my neck, frosty
Ain’t about a dolla doubling, lost me
Broke ****** on my team, toss em
Milkshake sweet like Kelis, Bossy
I stay relevant - u irrelevant
The only time you drip is with this stimulus I’m a real one
Dreams of my ancestors own all my masters
Don’t call me call me by my government or I load the clip wtf!
Don’t need your money but ya man keep offering it up
Real sh*t another day same devil killing em killing em
If talking siesty bet I’m gonna know
No hesitation run up on ya both sides like the corner store whole new low like a 2 for 1 h*e at the 99 cent store
It ain’t fair huh, bae watch n say I look like faucet running no farrah
Do what I want I don’t care how it seem
Gotta pay the fee to see me pre and post quarantine
I’m a picky one tho so I really don’t give zero
Stay in your mouth so much you might as well be licking my ah ah

PRE CHORUS
Got that drip got that grip got that satin on my low low and pistol on my hip

CHORUS

OUTRO
I do what I want same reason I ain’t doing him either
Ya I’m bad bad back up face down waist down
This ain’t normal pace now I done won this race now so I take my time I make it fine I break it down and I raise a line everybody love me I don’t do no hype I got that shine shine radiant bright

“BROKEN CITY” By DREW SANTOS

BROKEN CITY By Drew Santos Ft. Mookie Motonio, Ashby [Parental Advisory: Explicit Lyrics]

Heart vacant like a bando
Keep a choppa like rambo
Never runnin out of ammo
Cleveland da city I stand fo
Heart vacant like a bando
Keep a choppa like rambo
Never runnin out of ammo
Cleveland da city I stand fo
Put yo hands up in da sky
If you wanna ride we can take ride aye
Lets ride
Put yo hands up in da sky crusin through the night rollin wit my 9
Lets ride
Put yo hands up in da sky
If you wanna ride we can take ride
Lets ride
Put yo hands up in da sky crusin through the night rollin wit my 9
Lets ride

Cruisin through the city realist niggas wit me and we gettin to the bag woah
Pour a cup henny got feelin dizzy 120 on the dash board
Baby really pretty and she too sadity always see me wit bad hoe
If it's Pac & Biggie then it's Hov & Weezy Mook a proly be the last GOAT
Niggas be talkin like they really bout it but nigga you ain't
We gettin this money together we grind through the weather I'm steady in and out the bank
We on da grit til sun down me and Drew we on Money moves
U see we coming then you better move
We want the dub we ain't come to lose
I was ready to pop money all up in my socks saw me posted on the block I stayed wit a Glock
A nigga rob me for my knots I think a nigga better not his body a drop put his ass in box
I aim good wit the shots I'm workin the clock 24/7 to 365 this shit never stop Ha!

Lets ride
Heart vacant like a bando
Keep a choppa like rambo
Never runnin out of ammo
Cleveland da city I stand fo
Heart vacant like a bando
Keep a choppa like rambo
Never runnin out of ammo
Cleveland da city I stand fo
Put yo hands up in da sky
If you wanna ride we can take ride aye
Lets ride
Put yo hands up in da sky crusin through the night rollin wit my 9
Lets ride
Put yo hands up in da sky
If you wanna ride we can take ride
Lets ride
Put yo hands up in da sky crusin through the night rollin wit my 9
Lets ride

Run up on em like an under dog
Chip on my shoulder baker mayfield
I came to ball with a team
Rocking that brown n orange till I die
Welcome to the land bitch were we ride
Rocking wit fellas from west to east side
Hit after hit with my cleveland affiliates
Brit got the beat and said beat on it
This some Michael Jackson thriller shit
Tick tock life no umbrella
When it pours heavy keep your head up
Three shots for my fellas
Watch for The snakes in the rear
I got shotty that body a deer
Hanging the rack on my mirror
Hear hear all about it
Can't f*ck with the land fam
I'm a snap back as I relapse
On this G track can you get that
Homie get back
I put a hit on this track
With Mookie Motonio and Ashby
They bout to light it up
The roof is on fire
I keep riding I keep riding
For my city yo I'm gone blair it out my fucking stereo stereo

Cleveland da city I stand fo
Heart vacant like a bando
Keep a choppa like rambo
Never runnin out of ammo
Cleveland da city I stand fo
Let ride
I'm from cleveland and ill rep it till I die
I get mad love from west to east side
That how I ride that's how ride that's how I ride
Lets ride lets ride lets ride
Put yo hands up in da sky
If you wanna ride we can take ride aye
Lets ride
Put yo hands up in da sky crusin through the night rollin wit my 9
Lets ride
Put yo hands up in da sky
If you wanna ride we can take ride
Lets ride
Put yo hands up in da sky crusin through the night rollin wit my 9
Lets ride

C-L-E-V-E-L-A-N-D oh yes that's me
A-S-H -B coming straight up the block
With a pocket full of motherfucking gwap and a thang cocked
Call the weed man get a bag'll make your brain pop
Don't you know it he be chilling at the same spot
I'm heading to tell him I'll be there in 5 minutes
Pull up here's the papers motherfucker put some live in it
It's always dark in my city but I thrive in it
Even though the sun don't ever really seem to shine in it
I'm a always get mine in it
Head up chest out I'm a walk around with pride in it
Never hide in it I'm a ride in it
Pistol on my fucking side
Looking at the sky, getting high in it
Never lie in it, I'ma look you in the fucking eye with it
And when it's my time I'ma die in it
Yeah, this that nasty flow
That's so unnatural but casual though, I'm rapping slow
But then I speed it up
I'ma tear this motherfucking beat up from the feet up, you know I'm so G'd up
Three blunts at once, in SUV trucks
The homie D drunk and the whole fucking city is pumped
To see their motherfucking boys in action
Coming back to the trap that hatched 'em
Had to go on a map trip to make it happen
But now we're back and ain't no match for the way we're rapping
Cause I'm straight attacking the lames
All the ones that doubted my name and say I should feel shame
Thought I was not on my game
Now they all understand why my city call my the king
Lets ride
Ashby

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