Ti Breezy - Sub Zero Lyrics

Call me Sub zero 'cause I make that Thang freeze
Call me Sub zero when you feel a Cool breeze
Even though I'm Icey I still be Spittin' heat
Yeah I'm the dopest flexer of the Century
Call me Sub zero 'cause I make that Thang freeze
Call me Sub zero when you feel a Cool breeze
Even though I'm Icey I still be Spittin' heat
Yeah I'm the dopest flexer of the Century
Sub zero I be shooting ice beams
You probably think of me when You're eating ice cream
I'm the type of guy to lower you self Esteem
Catch you while you slippin' make You have a wet dream
Man I stay eating like I'm at an Outback
Call me big Sean for the way I Bounce back
I keep a tunnel vision similar to Kodak
I'm always out front the leader of the Wolf pack
Pull up on you drivin' in a foreign Whip
Now I got em' running like a Nike Sponsorship
You can get smoked and disposed Like a clip
Now he out there hopin' he don't Work the night shift
I came from the bottom and started With nothin'
Im tryna get big so these hours I'm Rushin'
Your girl is a feign like the candy She's gushin
You hating on me but this music you Bumpin'
You tryna be somethin'
Man you be frontin'
I don't care what you say man you be Bluffin'
I finally done it on top of the summit
Stacking up bands and I'm countin' These hunnits
Call me Sub zero 'cause I make that Thang freeze
Call me Sub zero when you feel a Cool breeze
Even though I'm Icey I still be Spittin' heat
Yeah I'm the dopest flexer of the Century
Call me Sub zero 'cause I make that Thang freeze
Call me Sub zero when you feel a Cool breeze
Even though I'm Icey I still be Spittin' heat
Yeah I'm the dopest flexer of the Century
I got my Money stacked high and Now I'm drivin' in a Benz
I'm always on 50 I'm not talkin' 'bout The sense
Made the boy fall out guess that Makes me Pete wentz
What If you were me how much Money would you spend
The ones that doubt me are the ones That have no hope
When I get praised you would Think I'm the pope
On or off stage I was never known To choke
Like tropicana you'll get beat to a Pulp
Your girl is Like a shovel cause she Stay diggin' me
Runnin' up all these bands so you Know she feelin' me
She callin' me the king like I'm from The Middle East
I pity all you fools so you can call me Mr. T
Givenchy, Burberry[02:25.098]
That right there is designer fleece
I be fighting these demons like I am a priest
I be runnin' rounds like I'm at a track meet
I'm not a piece of candy but I taste so sweet
I'm always on my grind so I never get sleep
But I stay on point so I can murder any beat
Gotta make sure my family eat
Call me Sub zero 'cause I make that Thang freeze
Call me Sub zero when you feel a Cool breeze
Even though I'm Icey I still be Spittin' heat
Yeah I'm the dopest flexer of the Century
Call me Sub zero 'cause I make that Thang freeze
Call me Sub zero when you feel a Cool breeze
Even though I'm Icey I still be Spittin' heat
Yeah I'm the dopest flexer of the Century