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letra de under surveillance - frosty

[intro: unknown t, frosty]
ayo, frost, i swear my man’s a link?
yeah, cuz, them man are brick boys
i know a ting that’s linkin’ him, we can grab ’em
(r14) mm-mm
look

[verse 1: frosty, unknown t]
rather sit in the park and burst my shots
’cause aim is bait, it’s flamin’ hot (it’s flames)
used to l!ck down youts in court
my solicitor knows what the mandem’s on (no cap)
if we ain’t cool like that, it’s long
bando visits, i broke the dots (whoosh)
soon as they send that text, watch how quickly i turn ’em off
bang off the live corn then duck from the porkies (run)
ot trip, flip grub, man
legit’s get through, junction, m40
pagans p-ssed ’cause the cops ain’t caught me
flip, whip in the tizz with a b-tch, that’s naughty
i got two in the box with bits and bobs
might turn it to three like orbie
leng drip, gyal, vv and a sporty, uh

[verse 2: frosty, unknown t]
made little man gimme a count
like fifty light and therе’s parcels left
when thе flake got sent to the lab, feds said it was 93%
s of the zanco, i had a marty
weekend, nights, let him use my tec (ayy, don’t get bagged)
still boil the kettle
wrap that towel ’round my neck
man fly off to cunch, two two and a hottie
bariis and t–th in the t like frosty
who’s beefing my posse?
pull up on opps and we still get droppy
fist still bruck a yout like rocky
i do deals in the t, i’m boppy
bangin’ my corn, no vossi
she twist in doggy, bounce on my c-cky, uh

[verse 3: frosty, unknown t]
four boys, two ladies
i thought i was bookin’ a table at liv’s
g pack in a kinder egg
all of my shoots get window-l!cked
these hoes all scared of my b-tch
but she has to lie and say that we’re friends (not guilty)
when it’s reload time, got a .9 of each and my nike tec
fling at the yout, come we slap at at the ped
yo, duck man down with the blacked out pump
then scream with my lungs “you’re dead”
i got, i got sour sweets for the opps
they can patch up your head (whoosh)
no sleep but i’m catchin’ z’s
man reload and turned that peb
i boned that b-tch and she told her friends, d-ckhead

[chorus: frosty]
name a kid my age more trappy than me that’s on this planet (trap)
2 a.m when the spot got raided
whole year, i was under surveillance
pebble this key then link this baddie (ayy)
only boujie tings smoke cali
sent half of the fiends to the library steps (steps)
and the rest to [?] alley
name a kid my age more trappy than me that’s on this planet (trap)
2 a.m when the spot got raided
whole year, i was under surveillance
pebble this key then link this baddie (ayy)
only boujie tings smoke cali
sent half of the fiends to the library steps (steps)
and the rest to [?] alley

[verse 4: unknown t, frosty]
my boo ting wanna grip on a beater
if you get summoned, don’t snitch to regina
yo, ’02, four bars, no deezer
uptown trips with the nina
roll with a nice slim jawn like ‘melia
pattern and pick a budina (uh)
tt or bujj in the pack with them plastic bags on the dots, no cheetah
p-ssed off ’cause bro never had no rizla
had to end up using [?] (joking)
she’s blunt with you, that’s mad (d-ckhead)
but with me, she’s more than bad
been on the m3 since i was fourteen
built up lines all over the map
got my pyrex filled with majj
anyway that i can, i’ma stretch this pack (p-ssy)

- frosty

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