Frozen Peas by Rittz Lyrics
Verse 1:
Sometimes I might, might sleepwalk
Geeked up all night
Guided by neon green lights
E.T. bring me, I'll swing by
With an Ewok streets talk, Streets taught me
Me watch, peep out the blinds
Andre 3G said when you get a piece
Keep a piece when you leave out the house
Bein’ paranoid and ready for whatever
In my jeans and I don’t mean Levi Strauss
Got at least like three live accounts
Preacher said recite your vows
She was speechless, like secrets
Like she hid his IG vids, she like big dicks
He got a small one
She might see size differently
Gotta think big in the long run
Cadillac just like Sunny had
Eighth grade had a crush on Jane
Crushin’ cocaine on a nugget mat
Honey Blunt gonna fuck up an oven rack
Momma at work, gotta ask dad
"Where your daughter at, sir?"
I hope it doesn’t bother you
I autographed her
Soccer dad thought that rap taught her bad words
That sure sounds like
Bad parenting, push that white girl
By the parakeet, clear got clarity
We’re not scared to speed
On that ice, I swear that these Klondike
Squares that be online scared of heat
I don’t melt like feta cheese
Let the pig squeal, that’s a no can do
I don’t know them, no ma’am
Dope man who gotta show out in Spokane
Show improve, ah ah
Hook:
I'm in my lane
A lane all by my lonesome
And every state I lay my head
I made my home front
Don't think it's safe
Gunshots from the ops
Will chop your dome up
Your head’s an egg
One shot to your brain
Will make your yolk run
Been authentic since I picked the pen up
End up gettin’ mimicked
Influenced been lended
Genuineness just went M.I.A
Any event that I attended in this industry
I went and benefited with the inner circle
I intimidate
Green and red stripe
On the beanie, Templeton rye
With a sweet tea, gingerale lime
Squeeze please three gyros and fries
More Tzatziki sauce on the side
We eat like kings, we V.I.Ps
Throw the peace sign please
Or we might swing a pack of frozen peas on your eye
Verse 2:
Took a pill in Ibiza like Mike Posner
Might smoke a white mocha cigar
This smoke that my guy sold us
Make you choke when you open the jar
If you got loud what you call this then
The shit louder than a sold out crowd
Inside a coliseum
Or a loud mouth bitch in a college gym
Thinkin’ y’all might win like “GO, team! GO!”
Hoes see Moschino, she's sold
Slingin’ wood like Lowe's meets
Home Depot , wonder if she got a dinner roll
Or do she let her roast beef show
I low-key hope she don’t
Either way though
I’mma have my nose so far in her A hole
Tongue salivatin’ when I’m hungry
Eat the pussy like a Chipotle bowl, ugh
Shoot a bitch in the toe like Harlem Nights
My clientele finally feel organized
Order my Porter Wine from the vineyard
Reduce it down, put the sauce on a Porterhouse
My homie told me that you're ‘bout to have a tour in town
Just say the word, he'll set him up for the kill shot
He ain’t talkin’ about the Eminem song
Damn, let him live dawg
Better chill, boy, still
Hook:
I'm in my lane
A lane all by my lonesome
And every state I lay my head
I made my home front
Don't think it's safe
Gunshots from the ops
Will chop your dome up
Your head’s an egg
One shot to your brain
Will make your yolk run
Been authentic since I picked the pen up
End up gettin’ mimicked
Influenced been lended
Genuineness went M.I.A
Any event that I attended in this industry
I went and benefited with the inner circle
I intimidate
Green and red stripe
On the beanie, Templeton rye
With a sweet tea, gingerale lime
Squeeze please three gyros and fries
More Tzatziki sauce on the side
We eat like kings, we V.I.Ps
Throw the peace sign please
Or we might swing a pack of frozen peas on your eye
Sometimes I might, might sleepwalk
Geeked up all night
Guided by neon green lights
E.T. bring me, I'll swing by
With an Ewok streets talk, Streets taught me
Me watch, peep out the blinds
Andre 3G said when you get a piece
Keep a piece when you leave out the house
Bein’ paranoid and ready for whatever
In my jeans and I don’t mean Levi Strauss
Got at least like three live accounts
Preacher said recite your vows
She was speechless, like secrets
Like she hid his IG vids, she like big dicks
He got a small one
She might see size differently
Gotta think big in the long run
Cadillac just like Sunny had
Eighth grade had a crush on Jane
Crushin’ cocaine on a nugget mat
Honey Blunt gonna fuck up an oven rack
Momma at work, gotta ask dad
"Where your daughter at, sir?"
I hope it doesn’t bother you
I autographed her
Soccer dad thought that rap taught her bad words
That sure sounds like
Bad parenting, push that white girl
By the parakeet, clear got clarity
We’re not scared to speed
On that ice, I swear that these Klondike
Squares that be online scared of heat
I don’t melt like feta cheese
Let the pig squeal, that’s a no can do
I don’t know them, no ma’am
Dope man who gotta show out in Spokane
Show improve, ah ah
Hook:
I'm in my lane
A lane all by my lonesome
And every state I lay my head
I made my home front
Don't think it's safe
Gunshots from the ops
Will chop your dome up
Your head’s an egg
One shot to your brain
Will make your yolk run
Been authentic since I picked the pen up
End up gettin’ mimicked
Influenced been lended
Genuineness just went M.I.A
Any event that I attended in this industry
I went and benefited with the inner circle
I intimidate
Green and red stripe
On the beanie, Templeton rye
With a sweet tea, gingerale lime
Squeeze please three gyros and fries
More Tzatziki sauce on the side
We eat like kings, we V.I.Ps
Throw the peace sign please
Or we might swing a pack of frozen peas on your eye
Verse 2:
Took a pill in Ibiza like Mike Posner
Might smoke a white mocha cigar
This smoke that my guy sold us
Make you choke when you open the jar
If you got loud what you call this then
The shit louder than a sold out crowd
Inside a coliseum
Or a loud mouth bitch in a college gym
Thinkin’ y’all might win like “GO, team! GO!”
Hoes see Moschino, she's sold
Slingin’ wood like Lowe's meets
Home Depot , wonder if she got a dinner roll
Or do she let her roast beef show
I low-key hope she don’t
Either way though
I’mma have my nose so far in her A hole
Tongue salivatin’ when I’m hungry
Eat the pussy like a Chipotle bowl, ugh
Shoot a bitch in the toe like Harlem Nights
My clientele finally feel organized
Order my Porter Wine from the vineyard
Reduce it down, put the sauce on a Porterhouse
My homie told me that you're ‘bout to have a tour in town
Just say the word, he'll set him up for the kill shot
He ain’t talkin’ about the Eminem song
Damn, let him live dawg
Better chill, boy, still
Hook:
I'm in my lane
A lane all by my lonesome
And every state I lay my head
I made my home front
Don't think it's safe
Gunshots from the ops
Will chop your dome up
Your head’s an egg
One shot to your brain
Will make your yolk run
Been authentic since I picked the pen up
End up gettin’ mimicked
Influenced been lended
Genuineness went M.I.A
Any event that I attended in this industry
I went and benefited with the inner circle
I intimidate
Green and red stripe
On the beanie, Templeton rye
With a sweet tea, gingerale lime
Squeeze please three gyros and fries
More Tzatziki sauce on the side
We eat like kings, we V.I.Ps
Throw the peace sign please
Or we might swing a pack of frozen peas on your eye