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Frosty Lyrics by Physics Boys

Suburbia

2020

[Gunner]
Just spent my money on a fresh 4 for 4
Workin' these night shifts but I'm still poor
Got like 3 dollars and a bunch of pennies
Bitch you know I'm addicted to Wendy's
Piggyback and my bag hurtin'
Just busted in a sock, yeah we Go-Gurtin'
Why your girl on my head like a damn turban
Got a big Wienerschnitzel, but I'm not German

(Get 'em, Webby)
[Ethan]
Post up in the diaper, you can call me boss baby
Tell your man he's fired, I can be your boss, baby
Shit it's crazy, momma changed me 'cause I'm with the shits lately
Got moms in my dms, man they thought your boy was 18
Physics Boys, fuck LaCroix, don't know why, it ain't important
Boss go hard, like a woody in the mornin'
I'm just playin' you know it ain't that deep
Man, it's cheaper at Home Depot, yeah we get our hoes for cheap

[Thomas]
Ay
My life a movie
(movie)
Matthew McConaughey's checks do amuse me
I just bought [?] from [?] on tuesday
I don't got women, I cannot be choosy
I don't got dopamine, my brain is goofy
I don't got money, my wallet is droopy
I don't got bars, I feel like my man Uzi
I'm like a stick but I feel like a cutie

[Quinn]
Say you're in the clique but your name don't stick
Think you with the dogs, but you got no tricks
Say you're in the clique but your name don't stick
Think you with the dogs, but you got no tricks
Don't make me blow my brains out
Call me baby boy 'cause I wrote these bars in time-out
Don't make me blow my brains out
Call me baby boy 'cause I wrote these bars in time-out

[Rhys]
Vibes hit different, yeah these boys move different
All these mommas be flippin' but the husbands stay simpin'
Yeah they worried, they're stressed
They know that they gonna leave
Invite the dads over to my place
Where we're gonna be
Swimming, workin on the yard, yeah
Relaxin', sitting in the lawn chairs
We're flamingos, how 'bout we go
Tuck the chain like we tucking in the shirts, free throw


Say you're in the clique but your name don't stick
Think you with the dogs, but you got no tricks
Say you're in the clique but your name don't stick
Think you with the dogs, but you got no tricks

About “Frosty” by Physics Boys

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"Frosty" appears on "Suburbia" in 2020.

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