FROZENWRISTS interlude by Theoretically Possible Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
I'm chilling with my boys
I don't vibe with no fuck boys
I got bitches like it's Playboy, yeah
These the beats I destroy
We pull up you make wild noise
Don't got a plan to deploy
Just shoot 'em up like it's Half-Life
Cause you don't fuck around with them straps boy
OK. She slob on my knob like it's Three-Six
She being freaky, she sucking dicks
I just copped me 3 pairs of kicks
I work hard, yeah I be moving bricks
You a faggot like a bunch of sticks
I can fuck your ugly ass bitch
And no i ain't no Young Dagger Dick
But your girl out here taking seven dicks
[Outro]
Watch out in your hood my boy
You might get murked my boy
Be careful when your crossing the street
Never mind you're just beating your meat
Quit acting gay you a fag my boy
Quit acting slow you lag my boy