MY ELSA

Lyrics: Ayub Hussein Music: Ayub Hussein [Intro] Let me try somethin' (Try somethin') Showed you everything, not tryna hide nothin' (Hide nothin') What you tryna do until your time's up? (Time's up) Bae, for you, am I the right one? (Right, right one) Yeah (wa), don't depend on me (Yeah, yeah, yeah) All them tears rollin' down my cheek (Uh, uh, uh) Knock out the beat, Muhammad Ali (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I can see you fighting for me (Bleed) Heart cold, can't breathe

[Chorus] Over it (Yeah) The way you got me movin', **** that sober shit (**** that sober shit) You said you wouldn't leave me, now I'm cold again (I'm cold, yeah) Applying so much pressure, I can't fold again (Fold, yeah) You don't gotta move, stay frozen (Uh, uh) Elsa, my baby, stay frozen (Uh, uh, uh) Elsa, my baby, stay frozen (Woo, woo-woo) Elsa, my baby, stay frozen (Woo, woo, woo) Elsa, my baby (Cash)

[Verse] Can't pick up no calls, call tomorrow Can't find you, so far, why you movin' like Marco? (wa) It's always been my fault, whole time you pissed off I never tried enough, gotta prepare for liftoff (Yeah) Yeah, bowlin', I'm knockin' the pins down like Chris Paul I never follow no rules, damn sure not followin' this law (That's right, woo) 'Bout to swerve in this whip knowin' damn sure I never do pit stops (Woo) Roamin' the world thinkin' everyone hate me, a slap in the face, Chris Rock (Woo) Found this fine lil' shorty off TikTok (Woo) She tryna dance to the real rock (Woo) After that, she givin' real top, ayy (Woo, woo) Me and her sit on the hilltop, ayy (Woo, woo) Slide with Givenchy, Givenchy, Givenchy, Givenchy (Givenchy, Givenchy) Yeah, how many stacks am I walkin' with? Gotta be plenty (Be plenty, be plenty) Woah, I got a new theory, call up Leonard and Penny, hm (Penny) Power up, makin' some money, look (Money) Power up, makin' some zeni (Yeah, yeah) ‎slay 'bout to go crazy, slay 'boutta turn to a monster, he look like a zeti (Woo) Fine lil' shit tryna dance in the club She wanna do the cha-cha just like Zeddy I done spent so much cheese, I done spent so much fetty I can't run out of flows, I just hope that you ready I can't run out of nothin' anymore, yeah Me and my niggas gon' stunt on y'all some more Baggin' and stylin', for y'all, could be a chore Rappin' and stylin', for me, it's not a chore Poppin' whatever I dreamt I could afford Poppin' whatever I dreamt I could afford [Chorus] Over it (Yeah) The way you got me movin', **** that sober shit (**** that sober shit) You said you wouldn't leave me, now I'm cold again (I'm cold, yeah) Applying so much pressure, I can't fold again You don't gotta move, stay frozen (Uh, uh) Elsa, my baby, stay frozen (Uh, uh, uh) Elsa, my baby, stay frozen (Woo, woo) Elsa, my baby, stay frozen (Woo, woo, woo) Elsa, my baby (Baby, yeah)