Too Indecent - Frosty lyrics

[Verse 1: Moses] My mind's running and racing explaining how I feel So much my proverbial heels peeled and rehealed So I did it with music induced by hallucinogens Gin, tonic, chronic, and sin (hold up) No wait, Moses went sober? You could say that the world froze over People begging for repentance with the end of every sentence This is a rest to every Cobaine reference Cocaine cowboy, down boy, bow down To the bean town cla** clown, right now boy Weed smoke hittin' my throat, chillin' and chokin' In my pea coat, he cold, sleet, snow, runny nose Chicken noodle soup bowls, toes froze, frost bite My teeth grinding harder than a molly night See the wordsmith work words past overtime Paid my dues, so I can rhyme lines to survive [Hook: DDay] Ain't nothing to do but get down (f** around) Not sh** to do but get down (f** around) Ain't nothing to do but get down (f** around) Get down (f** around) get down (f** around) [Verse 2: DDay] 32 below, let me hit you with the freeze frame 20 years bestowed the ice in these veins Had this vision back when I was rocking them pee stains Now my inner circle locking it down like keychains Started selling d** and all they want to hear is Trap Beat Running to the money like I'm the star at a track meet Strait up to finish line, getting on my winter grind I don't want to give a f**, you just need to give it time If you can't stand it, then I just love it (love it) Grinding 'til I land it, world spinning like a shove it (shove it) Talking outlandish saying, “Can you touch it?” (blow me) Finger lickin' good, let me add a dab of ranch Dropped The Winter Project and we made it avalanche And now you understand this world never stood a chance Since the day I was made 'til I do my last dance [Hook] [Verse 3: Luke Skyywalker] I be getting mine rain, sleet, snow, or shine It's overtime, got my money growing over time No slowing down, I got goals in mind, I'm Looking at the world and your girl like, “I know they mine” Oh my my I'm sipping fine wine Crafting this sh** after Jigga and Sean Don I moved my way on up from nickel and dime time Feeling like it's primetime, chicka chicka rahm rahm I'm feeling so conceited Might get some brain from your main thing 'cause I need it My team good, if you with it, then we eating My time is money, so why the f** are you speaking Speaking up, my n***a, why you tweaking? You got me feeling nervous, you better not bring no heat in Like a puzzle, I'm uncovering secrets I don't need this, I'm out of town for the weekend [Hook]