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holy shit - ctm frosty lyrics

[verse 1: trdee]
holy sh*t, my bank account looking large as f*ck
no, it’s not no takebacks, if it’s up, it’s stuck
used to be the baddest b*tch, but now she got a gut
dawg was in the field, but now he not, he just like [?]
let her go, ’cause she was acting like the other one
b*tch, i gotta do the [?] like a stolen one
sticked up, opp murking, tryna put a whole in one
i don’t sip lines, but he got dropped, so i’ma pour him one
ah, refreshing
you ain’t never got your shoes dirty, how you stepping?
i got a weapon, blow it any second
why you still [?] hoes? you ain’t learn your lesson?
in any minute, i’ma be up at the top
yeah i heard you dropped a tape, but [?] flop
just watch your back, ’cause [?] got
[?] died over some p*ssy [?]

[verse 2: ctm frosty]
i just pulled up to his block, got that b*tch hot
he was talking on the net, til he got dropped
you’re a b*tch if you snitch when you get caught
k!ll a fan at my show, like i’m travis scott
tryna f*ck on that b*tch til she can’t walk
k!ll an opp in designer like i’m kay flock
can you smell what i’m cooking? b*tch, i’m the rock
got some bullets that will leave your ass sh*ll shocked
you cannot hang with us, if you ain’t use your glock
you cannot hang with us if you got robbed
and you can’t hang with us if you talk to cops

- ctm frosty lyrics

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