[Intro: Sample]
(Ay drop this shit for these fuck n***as)

[Chorus: Yung Kitt Katt]
Pricey jeans, sick watch
So high my ears pop
Chain low, ring's nice
Getting frostbite from all this ice
Pricey jeans, sick watch
So high my ears pop
Chain low, ring’s nice
Getting frostbite from all this ice

[Verse 1: Hoodrat Spice]
[?] and [?] make you buy me some
Take your credit card, show you how hard I cum
Never [?] mate, that's a rule of thumb
I'm in the club with cold syrup going hella dumb
Gucci Mane bumping where the ice can get
All this ice-like skating, where the ice ring at?
Now I’m thinking, "Where the ice cream at?"
Bitch, I'm the chain, she having wet dreams on that
Don't touch the fur, that'll get you shot
Choppa explode, that'll get hot
I ain't tripping, no
This ice don't melt
Hella dudes man, can't you tell?
Candy-coated chain, where the [?]
My lines sick, that’s why I offend ’em
Chain's broken, now you can’t mend 'em
Go and try take my shit I chop 'em up, I blend 'em
[Chorus: Yung Kitt Katt]
Pricey jeans, sick watch
So high my ears pop
Chain low, ring’s nice
Getting frostbite from all this ice
Pricey jeans, sick watch
So high my ears pop
Chain low, ring's nice
Getting frostbite from all this ice

[Verse 2: Yung Kitt Katt]
Yung Kitt Katt, liquor off my bar
Pull the [?] up, take her chain and her car
Gold in my nose, [?] bitches' clothes
Trap Pizza Mob, bitch, they know how we go
Chips and my whip
Stacks on my tits
Grills on my bitch
All the dudes rich
[?], I don't care about the trick
Ugly ho's stepping, tryna get his...

[Chorus: Yung Kitt Katt]
Pricey jeans, sick watch
So high my ears pop
Chain low, ring's nice
Getting frostbite from all this ice
Pricey jeans, sick watch
So high my ears pop
Chain low, ring's nice
Getting frostbite from all this ice
[Outro]
Rap game Jeffrey Dahmer
You hoes ain't got nothing on Trap Pizza Mob