[Chorus: GameboyJones]

You know that I've been with the shits, ay

Iced out couple bands on my wrist, ay

Yeah, I don't give a damn bout your list, ay

Life's cursed, but got handed a gift, ay

You don't wanna see me heat up, boy

When I'm around, then they freeze up, boy

You don't wanna see me heat up, boy

When I'm around, then they freeze up, boy

[Verse 1: Hakujin]

This shit ain't the UFC, I ain't finna fight you

Aim that heater at ya head, bitch, I'm finna ice you

Wipe you off the fucking planet, you a Stain

Give you brain, freeze boy, point it at ya, fitted when I aim

This that Sub Zero, this that icy shit

I know I'mma hero, but don't try me, bitch

I am not the type of boul to trifle with

I got the burner and I ain't afraid to fire it

Yeah, I'm a real G, you just G rated

Got em running from the monster that you created

If you want shmoke, fuck around and you get cremated

When I spin the block they gon have the fucking repave it

Frostbite, this that freezer burn, this that icy hot

Bitch boy, make ya body turn when I fire shots

You a opp, pull up, I'mma show you what we do to opps

Stupid hot, you got mute spittah, I got supah hot

[Chorus: GameboyJones]

Ay ay ay ay

You know that I've been with the shits, ay

Iced out couple bands on my wrist, ay

Yeah, I don't give a damn bout your list, ay

Life's cursed, but got handed a gift, ay

You don't wanna see me heat up, boy

When I'm around, then they freeze up, boy

You don't wanna see me heat up, boy

When I'm around, then they freeze up, boy

[Verse 2: GameboyJones]

I've been through pain, harm, hustle the stress

I've been bruised, scarred, fucking depressed

Told I'm worthless if I'm not the best

So as a rookie I've been doing things to out do the vets

Uh, hot boy, I've been making green, call that Bok Choy

Fire on your squad, but there's not gon be no Glock noise

Thought that you were present on the mic, but you just talk boy

You ain't got the sauce, I been dripping like I brought soy

Ain't departed, but you see I got this ice on me

Fucking with you twice, I don't do that, I don't like phonys

Pop homie cause he was an opp, homie

I ain't wanna do it, but I made it boy religious, now his top holy

Titanic, but I'm feeling ice burn

So cold, you would shiver wearing twenty five shirts

I was built for any situation, man, I ain't scared

You ain't been through my Endeavors, I'm a man of my word, my word