[Lyrics from Snippet]

[Verse: Quadeca]

Livin' in the crib, but I've been feeling like a man

Look at how I did it, never sticking to the plan

I go Y3, my feet living in Japan

I'm too icy, might be killing on demand

I'ma murder this shit, I'm murkin' this shit

I really never heard of your shit, I'm certain of it

They going, "Eee-eee," like I swerved in a whip

She getting on her fucking knees like a church in this shit (Huh?)

[Verse: Sad Frosty]

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