[Intro: Sad Frosty]
Yuh, aye, what? (Bitch!)
Quadeca and Frosty, like, what?
Aye, yuh, aye
Mike G, you can't do this to 'em, man!

[Chorus: Sad Frosty]
They say Frosty, he a bitch, I'ma rob him for his shoes (I'ma rob him for his shoes)
Boy, you in the hood, broke, still coppin' trues? (What?)
Yes, I made six figures, sorry (Astroboy, God damn) I don't like to flex (What?)
My lil' bro (What, what?), he keep a rocket, think he also got a TEC

[Verse 1: Sad Frosty]
If I tell that boy to shoot, he might hit you in your brain
(In your brain, brr, brr)
My bro said he want a handout, fuck that, I'll put you on gain
(Hell, what?)
I done hit a couple bitches from the (Uh) left, forgot they name
(Bitch)
Everybody wanna come around soon as I got the fame (Huh?)
That shit ain't solid boy, stop, think fast like I run from the cops
I made a hunnid' on drops, brand new Tesla, push that off the lot
(Okay)
I get the bitch, then I hit and delete
You get the bitch and take her out to eat (What?)
Off-White Volt, keep 'em runnin' my feet (Yuh)
When it's dry in the middle of the week (Yuh)

[Chorus: Sad Frosty & Quadeca]
They say Frosty, he a bitch, I'ma rob him for his shoes
Boy you in the hood, broke, still coppin' trues (Ouu)
Yes, I made six figures, sorry I don't like to flex (Yuh, ayy)
My lil' bro, he keep a rocket, think he also got a TEC (Huh, yuh)

[Verse 2: Quadeca]
In the foreign, but I feel like I'm a native to this shit (I'm a native to this shit)
I got all these one's and zero's, it's a Matrix in this bitch
Me and Frosty gon' thank you, next, we stayin' gracious in this bitch
I could say nothing at all, but they still know I'm still makin' statements in this shit (Haha)
She say I'm a natural (Huh? Huh?), it bounce like a basketball
My money cannot stay still, please get us some adderall (Yuh)
Because I got ADHD, eight on my feet
Out of this world, I got alien genes (Alien genes)
Countin' these sheep I get paid while I dream
I just made 25K for a meme (Huh? Bitch)
25K for a meme (Aye), yuh
The more that I stay on the screen the more that I stay on my green, huh (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Bitch, I be bullying rappers, they like, "Okay, that is mean" (Huh? Hey, that's mean)
I'm Billy Mays, yuh, the way I be makin' it clean (Yuh, Oxi clean, yuh, yuh, yuh, aye)