Frost by Konrad OldMoney Lyrics
[Chorus: Frawst]
If you ain't heard me yet, you're missin' out (Missin' out)
Yeah, you're really missin' out (Missin' out)
If you ain't heard me yet, you're missin' out (Missin' out)
Ayy, you're really missin' out (Missin' out, missin' out)
[Verse 1: Frawst]
A Daywalker and a night crawler, uh
My blade sharper and my knife's longer, uh
This artistry has been my life's honor
I can see the dirt ring around your blue collar, uh
I was built for the throne, not an amateur
Rhymin' like a fuckin' vicious, agitated animal
A spiteful, arrogant barbarian
With enough dope to keep American idols on heroin (Huh)
Forgot to mention my machete
That I use for prohibition-style beheadings
Colder, been a loner, been a soldier
Notorious for spinnin' mothafuckas out there loafers
In my shoes, you wouldnʼt last a day
I'm the shit, you just gas being passed away
Basket case, fuck around and bash your face
Acid spray like a bitch strapped with mace
[Chorus: Frawst]
If you ain't heard me yet, you're missin' out (Missin' out)
Yeah, you're really missin' out (Missin' out)
If you ain't heard me yet, you're missin' out (Missin' out)
Ayy, you're really missin' out (Missin' out, missin' out)
If you ain't heard me yet, you're missin' out (Missin' out)
Yeah, you're really missin' out (Missin' out)
If you ain't heard me yet, you're missin' out (Missin' out)
Ayy, you're really missin' out (Missin' out, missin' out)
[Verse 2: Frawst]
Catch a fade, hit you with the vastest waves
Black magic'll turn you into ashes, ayy
Turn you into dust, listen up, you heard the jig is up
Promethazine inside of sippy cups
Grip a blicky that could probably flip a mothafuckin' city bus
Finish up hoe, Iʼm in a rush
Yeah, Iʼm cookin' on a spoon hot
Told 'em I'ma soon pop
Nigga, I be higher than a space cadet on moon rocks (Huh)
Sick, I need a flu shot and I got a few ops
BMs in my DMs, guess I got a couple new thots
Pulling bitches ever since I was first grader
Right around the time I got my very first hater
Niggas playin' gangsta, strike him out of anger
Hangin' with his donkey-booty thotty watchin' neighbors
And look, if you donʼt show me mad respect
I'ma snap your neck, like a skater when he cracks his deck
[Chorus: Frawst]
If you ain't heard me yet, you're missin' out (Missin' out)
Yeah, you're really missin' out (Missin' out)
If you ain't heard me yet, you're missin' out (Missin' out)
Ayy, you're really missin' out (Missin' out, missin' out)
If you ain't heard me yet, you're missin' out (Missin' out)
Yeah, you're really missin' out (Missin' out)
If you ain't heard me yet, you're missin' out (Missin' out)
Ayy, you're really missin' out (Missin' out, missin' out)
[Outro]
Huh
Huh
If you ain't heard me yet, you're missin' out (Missin' out)
Yeah, you're really missin' out (Missin' out)
If you ain't heard me yet, you're missin' out (Missin' out)
Ayy, you're really missin' out (Missin' out, missin' out)
[Verse 1: Frawst]
A Daywalker and a night crawler, uh
My blade sharper and my knife's longer, uh
This artistry has been my life's honor
I can see the dirt ring around your blue collar, uh
I was built for the throne, not an amateur
Rhymin' like a fuckin' vicious, agitated animal
A spiteful, arrogant barbarian
With enough dope to keep American idols on heroin (Huh)
Forgot to mention my machete
That I use for prohibition-style beheadings
Colder, been a loner, been a soldier
Notorious for spinnin' mothafuckas out there loafers
In my shoes, you wouldnʼt last a day
I'm the shit, you just gas being passed away
Basket case, fuck around and bash your face
Acid spray like a bitch strapped with mace
[Chorus: Frawst]
If you ain't heard me yet, you're missin' out (Missin' out)
Yeah, you're really missin' out (Missin' out)
If you ain't heard me yet, you're missin' out (Missin' out)
Ayy, you're really missin' out (Missin' out, missin' out)
If you ain't heard me yet, you're missin' out (Missin' out)
Yeah, you're really missin' out (Missin' out)
If you ain't heard me yet, you're missin' out (Missin' out)
Ayy, you're really missin' out (Missin' out, missin' out)
[Verse 2: Frawst]
Catch a fade, hit you with the vastest waves
Black magic'll turn you into ashes, ayy
Turn you into dust, listen up, you heard the jig is up
Promethazine inside of sippy cups
Grip a blicky that could probably flip a mothafuckin' city bus
Finish up hoe, Iʼm in a rush
Yeah, Iʼm cookin' on a spoon hot
Told 'em I'ma soon pop
Nigga, I be higher than a space cadet on moon rocks (Huh)
Sick, I need a flu shot and I got a few ops
BMs in my DMs, guess I got a couple new thots
Pulling bitches ever since I was first grader
Right around the time I got my very first hater
Niggas playin' gangsta, strike him out of anger
Hangin' with his donkey-booty thotty watchin' neighbors
And look, if you donʼt show me mad respect
I'ma snap your neck, like a skater when he cracks his deck
[Chorus: Frawst]
If you ain't heard me yet, you're missin' out (Missin' out)
Yeah, you're really missin' out (Missin' out)
If you ain't heard me yet, you're missin' out (Missin' out)
Ayy, you're really missin' out (Missin' out, missin' out)
If you ain't heard me yet, you're missin' out (Missin' out)
Yeah, you're really missin' out (Missin' out)
If you ain't heard me yet, you're missin' out (Missin' out)
Ayy, you're really missin' out (Missin' out, missin' out)
[Outro]
Huh
Huh