Frostbite flow

Hook:

Cold heart, I don’t need no love, just blue strips

Say she miss me—nah, baby, miss me with that mood shift

Ice on my wrist, I could build a whole toolkit

Bash don’t chase, I replace, now she too sick

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Verse 1:

What it do, bitch? Say you love me? I don’t wanna hear that bullshit

Put it in your mouth like a motherfuckin’ toothpick

Heart so froze, I could ice out a toolkit

Talkin’ ’bout feelings? Baby, miss me with that mood shift

I been on some rude shit, money be my true chick

She just want the fame, I ain’t fallin’ for no loose lips

Diamonds dancin’ bloody, got my wrist lookin’ too sick

I don’t double back, once you lose me, that’s a huge miss

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Verse 2:

I’m the type to ghost quick, ride off with a full clip

Loyal to the game, not a hoe with a loose grip

Shorty had me twisted—thought I’d fold? That’s a cruel myth

Now she in my phone cryin’ tears on that “you” shit

Back up in my bag, got her friends tryna do flips

Heard I got that pressure, now they fiendin’ for the cool drip

I don’t even brag, I just flex when the mood hit

Only L’s I take is the ones in my toolkit

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Verse 3 (faster):

Fast lane bashin’, I ain’t waitin’ on no callback

Chopper got a kick, but my patience got no drawback

Used to be down, now I’m bossin’ where the top at

Treat her like a song—when it’s over, I don’t drop back

Big Bash pop back, heat like a hot track

Say she need closure? Told her “Google where your pops at”

Only get colder, frostbite when I talk facts

You was just a phase—now I’m chillin’ where the opps at

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Verse 4:

Hunnid round moves, I don’t pause, I just level

Ice in my veins, turn the pain into metal

She was throwin’ shade, now she dance to the treble

I be in my lane, I don’t race with no pebble

Gas in my chest like a Hellcat pedal

Left her on read, now she prayin’ I settle

I don’t do stress, I just pour then I let go

Got her in her feels, now she cry to my echo

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Verse 5 (double-time):

Run it like a check, I ain’t never need a handout

Thought you had me boxed, now you see how I stand out

Bash too cold, every track gettin’ fanned out

Whole team eatin’, I ain’t never seen a man drought

Thuggin’ in my sleep, whole dream got a plan route

She just want clout, now she ghost when I pan out

Stay with the grip, every threat gettin’ scanned out

Toolkit ready—don’t trip, this the last round

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Outro:

Toolkit loaded, heart still coated

I don’t feel pain, baby, I just wrote it

Played my role, now the script unfolded

Love turned to ash—yeah, Big Bash colded