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BoogieWick
Frosty
4
Hip-Hop/Rap
Frosty was released on January 14, 2026 by BoogieWick as a part of the album Boogz 2.0
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AlbumBoogz 2.0
Release DateJanuary 14, 2026
LabelBoogieWick
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
BoogieWick
BoogieWick
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyree Keitt
Tyree Keitt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BoogieWick
BoogieWick
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
**** be frosty, we in the V ’cause the bros demons don’t party
No bap, **** is softies, hands and feet leave a opp like Barney
Movin’ hot, so please get up off me
We drop a band, get it back in a heartbeat
Come in this water, it’s ’bout to get sharky
Slide in that whip, then it’s ’boutta get parky, gangsta
[Verse 2]
Why **** be thinkin’ they slick?
Dropped, he must’ve forgot I was Wick
Yo slime, I’m tryna rollout the zip
JD on scene, so it’s ’boutta get lit
Mikey spot him, know he won’t miss
Ahhh, that’s all you hear when he wit’ it
Yo Ty, the opp better come with his fins
If he slide, then he gone go for a swim
[Verse 3]
Thinkin’ you fly, watch where we send you
Why would he try? He think he made of metal
Told Brodie to drive, foot on the pedal
Like stop talkin’ hot like the bros won’t get you
Better be duckin’, ya top if we spin through
We put dots on head like Hindus
Thot better run if she hearin’ that whistle
She think it’s the ref, that’s the sound of the (pistol)
[Verse 4]
Them lil’ ass pistols do not have range
I’ll slide with my hawk if you thinkin’ you Trae
Should’ve popped the **** out the gate
But cops ’round the corner, had to play it safe
Brought ya controller, you think this a game
Why was you laughin’? You thought we would play
If you don’t love ya life, I could end it today
And you ran into Boogie, so pick up the (pace)
[Verse 5]
Better not slow dance
Shit fake dump, gotta shoot it with the both hands
We left him cold, frosty the snowman
Up in the air, if I spot him, he won’t land
Threw on the coat, felt like my old man
I get it packaged and shipped to the bro man
Been tryna run up this cheese on this low man
**** be leechin’, just go be ya own man
[Verse 6]
**** be frosty, why would I lie?
That’s why they can’t hang with the slimes
Chest beatin’, he thinkin’ it’s grabs
Whole time it was G wavin’ **** goodbye
Free Dub, we ain’t lettin’ that slide
No lie, I would go for the win every time
Game on the line, you think you gon’ get off ya block
They ain’t tell you ’bout fourth quarter Ty
[Verse 7]
Ya got the weed, I’m ’boutta slide with my team
Like hit me up, I got time for the cheese
You could kick me ya Chevy ’cause my shit got green
I got the uppy, know you could trust me
Make it play, send it back to my buzzy
The dumb-dumb flick make him fly with his cuzzy
The Red Bull G give him wings like honey, hot
[Verse 8]
Ya do not want these shots
You gon’ fall on ya face tryna duck these chops
Runner, so you know he must be dropped
Why his mans tryna play like he tough? He not
We get ’em rugby rocked
Tryna play with the kid, get ya buddy shot
Active, so you know it must be time
Glasses, so you know it must be Ty
[Verse 9]
Under the cloak, Danny Phantom, I got on my ghost
Hit up Ryan like, “Where did ya go?”
It was gettin’ too dicey, I had to get low
I gotta make it home
Jackin’ she know, but she don’t
In booth tryna chef up that pain with the bros
Playin’ like what other place would I go?
Gangsta, like why is you blowin’ my phone?
[Outro]
Bitches be frosty, I’m not in the East, then you better not call me
Bros in the trap, rollin’ up Marlys
She think I’m out with the hoes at a party
She like it slow, so I hit it softly
She want lock-up D like Baldy
She want the big Mack truck like Cardi
She want the top-rope jump like Hardy
Written by: Tyree Keitt

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