󠁪sub zero

By ThaMonster

On 15

Released on April 26, 2024

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[Chorus: ThaMonster]

I'm with the boys and we up though (Yeah, yeah, yeah), ayy

Soarin' with the bosses, top honcho (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Givin' you the keys, shut the front door (Yeah, yeah, yeah; woo)

Gettin' with a baddie with a lost soul (Yeah)

At my concert, she naked in the front row (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

But if you not the one, I pass you to my bro (Yeah, yeah)

Gettin' all the bread, gettin' all the dough (Yeah, yeah, woo)

Call me "Sub-Zero" 'cause my wrist froze


[Verse 1: ThaMonster]

Better not get too comfortable 'cause you won't be here long (Yeah)

Ayy, make her fall in love with me and sing my songs

Talkin' all of that, but they won't say what's it they on

I am ready to go up, man, what the hell you want?

You a toxic, deadlier than a mosh pit (Yeah)

I move too fast for you, I make you eyes twitch

It ain't even my birthday, I make sure you smile for me

And I still got too many haters, they stay tryin' on me

My whip on fire, don't think that you wanna try

I got money on my mind, stop talkin' to me 'cause you lie

I just found peace of mind, all my thoughts synchronized

I'm reloadin' that clip like I'm pressin' F5

(Hmm) I'm up there like the squared symbol

We gon' fight without hands [?]

I'm a size 17 like I'm [?]

I'm a big dog like my name Reginold


[Chorus: ThaMonster]

I'm with the boys and we up though (Yeah, yeah, yeah), ayy

Soarin' with the bosses, top honcho (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Givin' you the keys, shut the front door (Yeah, yeah, yeah; woo, woo)

Gettin' with a baddie with a lost soul (Yeah)

At my concert, she naked in the front row (Yeah, yeah, yeah; woo, woo, yeah)

But if you not the one, I pass you to my bro (You know that you—)

Gettin' all the bread, gettin' all the dough (Yeah, yeah, woo)

Call me "Sub-Zero" 'cause my wrist froze


[Verse 2: changi.]

It's funny how them shots'll make 'em get low (Brrt)

I hit you twice and leave you with a halo

Know I got it on me, dead, you to approach

Me when I'm with my shottas, you get fuckin' blown

Your girlfriend hit me up, but I don't need her

Two-tone on my wrist like it came out of the freezer

I don't need your bitch, I been knowin' she's a Treesha

Fuck about a fist, you get hit with this heater

Whoa, I never lie, if they hit us, then we spinnin' right back

Bad bitch, she get hit from the back

Psych, nah, I'm just gettin' her back

If you gettin' money, then why are you sad?

I'm gettin' money, I know that they mad (What?)

She call me "Daddy," I'm not her dad (What?)

Know I stay trappin', I'm about that

Got that life, movin' that gas pack

Bitch in my line, sendin' me Snapchats

I think she fine, I'm 'onna tap that

Bad bitch on me and she give me a lap dance

Put her on me "Tsk-tsk," no tap dance

Spin the block then I'm droppin' a new song (Mm)

Right above your eyes what I shoot for (Mm)

Then I'm hoppin' outside of the two-door

Shorty holdin' on, she better let go

Fuck you want from me? I'm just a [?]

You got a man? Leave him leakin' in the ghetto, yuh

Keep a heater, tell 'em [?] (Grrt)

It's not about her, she make it about her

Coke in her panties like it's baby powder

She all on my page, yeah, she low-key a prowler

Playin' my shit, so I say, "Make it louder"

I get this bitch in the back like a duffle

But I cannot dub her, I'm leavin' my crib with a rubber

I'm not a good lover, I'm not respondin' from messages from her, yeah (Woo)

[Chorus: ThaMonster with changi, changi.]

I'm with the boys and we up though (Up though; pah, pah, pah)

Soarin' with the bosses, top honcho (Top honcho; sh, sh)

Givin' you the keys, shut the front door (Shut the front door)

Gettin' with a baddie with a lost soul

At my concert, she naked in the front row (Naked in the front row; bee)

But if you not the one, I pass you to my bro (Pass you to my bros)

Gettin' all the bread, gettin' all the dough (Yeah, yeah, yeah )

Call me "Sub-Zero" 'cause my wrist froze