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Jack Frost*

by DJ Scheme

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[Verse 1: Ski Mask the Slump God]
I'm sippin' tea, eat what I eat
Kicked up feet, no Assassins Creed
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Curry reflex, straight knocked his knee
SF at the feet, you had to leave
My boots from Greece, lined with feathers from geese
Counting loose leaf with the face of the seas
Count up the bread, count up the, yerr
[?] wifey
[?] dead, uh-uh, white folk
We gon' crumble and tumble, uh-uh, Bible
Call him Spongebob 'cause he movin' like without spine, huh
Million dollar [?], my bread, I'm [?]
[?]
It's my mood, keep my brothеrs on me, look like Wario
On the mic, I'm an animal, hit thе cardio, the body-o

[Chorus: Danny Towers & Ski Mask the Slump God]
If you want beef, capisce (Hahaha)
Smokin' on trees, who she? (Yow)
She said, "No, don't leave" (Yup, yup, yup)
Baby, I'm oh-so green (Yup, yup, yup, hee)
Got a drink, sticks, I got my blicks
Blood on my back, don't get caught on the blitz (Whoo)
Chopsticks, got me a pic (Mm-mm, mm-mm)
Steppin' on shit, put my foot in a brick (Brick)

[Interlude: Ski Mask the Slump God]
Fuck you mean? (Yup, yup, yup)
Yup, yup-yup
Huh, I'm ready (Haha)
Yuh (Oh, shit), yuh

[Verse 2: Ski Mask the Slump God & Danny Towers]
I'm in the land of the lost
Now I'm chill, Jack Frost
Yeah, my conscience, like Constantine, the hot sauce
Jack Skellington limits 'cause I'm known to pop off
And I'm one with the force, so this saber is my sword
Had the dick tucked in like Ru
Paul
Two bananas and a boat and a U-Haul (U-Haul)
And the dope look sick like Wuhan (Ahh)
'Nother brick comin' in from Tuscon (Racks)
I was too piffed up when a nigga walked in
I was servin' up bricks at a low end (Huh, huh, huh, huh, what?)
I got too much boof stuffed in my pants (Huh, huh, huh, huh-huh-huh)
I could probably fuck around, build a snowman (Huh-huh-huh-huh, huh-huh-huh)
And it's stone, no Mason, I'm chillin' with your bitch
It's for him and her like [?]
This shit go dumb, then a nigga get wet
Should've never put your life in a hoe hands

[Chorus: Danny Towers & Ski Mask the Slump God]
If you want beef, capisce (Hahaha)
Smokin' on trees, who she? (Yow)
She said, "No, don't leave" (Yup, yup, yup)
Baby, I'm oh-so green (Yup, yup, yup, hee)
Got a drink, sticks, I got my blicks (Beoom)
Blood on my back, don't get caught on the blitz (Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy)
Chopsticks, got me a pic (Mm-mm, mm-mm)
Steppin' on shit, put my foot in a brick (Ayy)

[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
Kick your bitch to the curb, but she don't speak with manners
It's my house, still alone, [?] how I get Spider-Man
My niggas go whiter than garbage Santana
My bitch from the hood, mamas hustled on camera
I was cool from the 70s, could've been dropped out
At first...
...[?]
Become my doctor and check on my privates
Put her in a skirt and a scarf like a pilot
He didn't make it past the first clip like a [?]...