{Hook}
January Febuary, iced up, and it’s not snow
It’s the frost I got from the top to toe
You can’t do anything to CTB, thought so
Unstoppable when the beat’s G Macho’s
{Verse 1}
I spit half of a verse in my closet
How you gon’ snatch a purse just to deposit
And then flex on a ni**a like you flossin’?
Ever cash checks for dinner? Empty out yo’ wallet
Get the clip, we ain’t filmin’ videos
ni**as dippin cause they know that we put here hittin’ idiot hoes
Seattle — the city is risky: Who is really yo’ bro?
I want ‘em to hit a switch, I’ll make a Milly tommorow
ni**as say they ain’t jealous yet responsible for ni**as dropping dеad
And why is every ni**a coppin vest?
Hypocritical b*tchеs want you shot in the chest
You ain’t competition if you want me not at my best
Imma pull-up
It ain’t that I’m afraid to acknowledge it
You just ain’t what you claim, boy, you’re not a threat
You can’t drain my energy just by talking sh*t
I’m feeling cold like my bars
{Hook}
January Febuary, iced up, and it’s not snow
It’s the frost I got from the top to toe
You can’t do anything to CTB, thought so
Unstoppable when the beat’s G Macho’s
January Febuary, iced up, and it’s not snow
It’s the frost I got from the top to toe
You can’t do anything to CTB, thought so
Unstoppable when the beat’s G Macho’s
{Verse 2}
I been chillin’ on the side, rollin’ wit my ni**as
Chillin’ is my vibe and chillin’ is what my wrist does
Improvin’ — there will always be a better me
Pockets full of bands is why my state is called: “The Evergreen”
You a scary ass ni**a, jumpin’ out yo’ cars
They can share rumors, but they never caught me running from an opp’
Or ducking across the blocks, or rushing to a ni**a’s provaactive thoughts
I can’t lie in my lines — I’ve always had enough
I never blasted a gun, was never scavenging the dumps
Got a habit to attack a blank tracks and fu*kin’ run
Try to start fu*k sh*t, you getting busted
Lyrical destruction, ain’t nobody gon be safe
Start sh*t, get packed, make it a brief case
You can go to sleep and act clueless
I’ll have you as confused as 2011, you had the mavs losin’