This is a song about "Llit it snow"

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

Had to borrow the ice to make for a better snow

My flow kinda chilly because i be spitting that snow

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

Keeping yours stuck like packed up snow.

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

I only let her in 'cause she agreed to make it snow

And these shape-shifting hoes

Now shes covered in "snow" and froze,

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

People words are weak like some snow

Call you up like hello is this doctor snow

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Throw my hood up, it's startin to snow

Same bitches used to play me though