Frosty
Six man squashed in a four-door whip
Man can really tell you ’bout these drillings
On the other side juice been spilling
Osav gets to the chingings
Fouyad held one where he’s thinking
Now he can’t listen, got us all grinning
Joobie with the dotts, just linen
Juicing the mouth, good riddance
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I’m a Park Lane boy so you know I’m on badness
Juice garn’ spill like Magnum
What was the point of dashing?
Didn’t need to get close, bro just tanned him
Bang it, bang it, everyone vanish
In the hood with some local bandits
How you get knicked for a wap that ain’t banging, banging?
Sin Squad pull up, it’s tragic
What happened to Ramz was magic
Should’ve been dead, I dunno what happеned
Still pull up on the Aves on a gang ting
Lеtting off handtings, no I ain’t ramping
Edmonton’s full of new-plate gangsters
Jumping in vids, tryna impress cameras
OT, get straight to the banking
Not tryna end up on the landing
Free bro, he’s a verified savage
Four on his blade, no capping
I don’t wanna hear no chat
Shanks get backed and they do dash
Afghan O where Ridz got splashed
I tried catch up but he turned Flash
Still held one in his back
On the way back man sees them jadz
Foot on the gas, rammy on my lap
There’s no way that I’m getting bagged
Hit the blocka and bill this Lampz
Lampa, Lampa’s in someone’s gram
Six man squashed in a four-door whip
Man can really tell you ’bout these drillings
On the other side juice been spilling
Osav gets to the chingings
Fouyad held one where he’s thinking
Now he can’t listen, got us all grinning
Joobie with the dotts, just linen
Juicing the mouth, good riddance
3×3 get put in my benz
I couldn’t care if my man’s hench
Osav close tryna swing and drench
Jumping in tracks and they lie for the net
Tell him how it feels on the hospital bed
Rambo cotch, tryna tuck in my leg
They get backed and pushed in flesh
How they talk ’bout “run out of riz”?
Are you taking the piss?
Lampz got bun in the front of his wig
Ramz try run but he still got chinged
Jigga had two but one went in
K got drenched when he crashed his whip
M turned pack in the rave with his b#tch
On the opp block, see bare man skid
15 inch, it will tear through ribs
Park Lane man, I beef 22 kids
Don’t wanna get chopped up like Ridz
Or lose a ear like Fouyad did
Free my blood bro, he was a nuisance kid
Check the scoreboard, stop lying you pricks
Check the scoreboard, stop lying you pricks
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