K Frost - YB

White gold neck young boss
Pull up in the drip no sauce
Space ship coupe next year I cop
Young boss
Done this once now I ain't ever stop
Talkin bout a bottle I been sippin' on Ciroc
That's young boss

All white or black denim either way I'm sippin' venom
Talkin poison bring the boys in we been rockin' young John Lennon
Put them glasses on my face
Put the clap on the bass
Rockstar life I smash the car round the boulevard never catchin' that case no
I do it for the tre
Cold entertainment reppin' blue Kid P the gang
Put three up on your hand if you jumpin' on the train
The prep kids from high school tellin' me this the song they play
Want designer belt on my waist yea
Comin to my laboratory you better stay in your place yea
Cuz all the time that I waste
Coulda put three up inside of my new safe yea
Time is money
It's so funny how you runnin' up on my race yea
See me in the street I got my jacket on
Comin' through my city put your jacket on
It's cold outside, feel the gray sky cry
So I ride, till I see the ocean tide
Stay inside and write this

White gold neck young boss
Pull up in the drip no sauce
Space ship coupe next year I cop
Young boss
Done this once now I ain't ever stop
Talkin bout a bottle I been sippin' on Ciroc
That's young boss

Pour the drink
That's Hennessy
Live by the sea
Oh no woah
Don't smoke no tree
But brodie
Is in the back
With broccoli
So let me know if you wanna hear me sing
Or you can hear me rap I do them both so easily
And I might not compare to the shit that you say you've seen
But I'ma do this everyday until the day that I'm six feet yea
Cuz this music in my blood
I just do this shit for fun
If I really care about how you feel then I'd probably be done
But your opinion doesn't matter
I'm still climbing up my ladder
Open up my book you'll see that I'm on my final chapter yea
To all of you that been with me since day one
I'll probably stick with you because you made one
The day I make it you know that we all done made it
And we don't care about what they want

White gold neck young boss
Pull up in the drip no sauce
Space ship coupe next year I cop
Young boss
Done this once now I ain't ever stop
Talkin bout a bottle I been sippin' on Ciroc
That's young boss
White gold neck young boss
White gold neck young boss
Pull up in the drip no sauce
Space ship coupe next year I cop
Young boss
Done this once now I ain't ever stop
Talkin bout a bottle I been sippin' on Ciroc
That's young boss

Written by:
Tanner Moffitt

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