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fran¢ - monopoly lyrics

[intro]
i need my pockets monopoly
fran¢
banks beats
hey, hey, hey

[chorus: wildboy ra]
i done came up, it’s a prophecy
way at the top, ain’t no way that you stopping me
stack it up, i need my pockets monopoly
bout the green, no i ain’t talking’ bout broccoli
if you gon’ copy me, copy me properly
you gon’ run me a bag if you land on my property
see you lookin’ -ss n-ggas, why you always stalkin’ me
i’m rolling the dice like i’m playing monopoly
i done came up, it’s a prophecy
way at the top, ain’t no way that you stopping me
stack it up, i need my pockets monopoly
bout the green, no i ain’t talking’ bout broccoli
if you gon’ copy me, copy me properly
you gon’ run me a bag if you land on my property
see you lookin’ -ss n-ggas, why you always stalkin’ me
i’m rolling the dice like i’m playing monopoly

[verse 1: wildboy ra]
question mark, ima keep them n-ggas guessin’
run it up, had to learn from many lessons
wildboy caked up, pockets like the baker
block on my waist, and its heavy like the anchor
i’m the youngest holding’ it down on the southside
tinted windows all black when a n-gga slide
free baby d, boy my brodie was down to ride
i know who i’m calling when its that drama time
wildboy from the dirt, soccer cleat
i put in the work, acknowledge me
i’m way at the top, no stopping me
i stay with the gang, no pop in me
i’m in my own bracket, boy you can not f-ck with me
gold chain on like mr. t
walk with a limp, it’s some pimp in me
i stay one up, ain’t no pimpin’ me
ima grind ’til the death, to the end of me
i’m wishing death on all my enemies
wildboy got the bars of the century
i stay in the field, you ain’t benching me
i stay with the gang, you ain’t dissin’ me
these n-ggas cannot get an inch on me
and no i’m not trusting no frenemies
these n-ggas ain’t who they pretend to be
you hear that “woah, woah” yeah that’s wildboy
you might as well throw in that towel boy
ridin’ in a horse where i feel like a cowboy
you burnt out boy, you smoke on black & milds boy
running laps around these n-ggas like miles boy
bro got that loud, and you got that mild boy
can’t check me so these n-ggas gon’ foul boy
flexing on ’em, they gon’ hate when i smile boy

[verse 2: fran¢]
this ain’t a game, i ain’t playing monopoly
but when i play yeah you know i’m the doggie piece
came from the bottom, now b-tches be toppin’ me
knew from the offset, i needed a cardi b
and you can find me wherever the party be
wildboy with daughters, and i’m in they mommy cheeks
yeah, and i really got property
n-ggas was mocking me, now they want shouts from me
nah, n-gga you doubted me
you was from down the street
diamonds so cloudy b
f-ck from around of me
how does it sound to me?
say you got courage but your dog’s so cowardly
and i get paid by the hour b
not at my job but for posting to i&g
why is you trying me? don’t learn the hard way
boy i got a hotel in park place
ha, all up in y’all face
nah, f-ck what y’all say
yeah i know b’s like ‘yonce
and i’m big news like the front page
my n-ggas with the gunplay
act like broadway, shot in broad day
from far far far far away
no cr-ps, hit you the hard way
even when it’s free parking
200 racks when we park it
and you know we won’t tell
before we snitch “go directly to jail!”
you can go directly to h-ll
and we expected to sell
young n-ggas living so well
neck so icy lookin’ like hail

[chorus: wilboy ra]
i done came up, it’s a prophecy
way at the top, ain’t no way that you stopping me
stack it up, i need my pockets monopoly
bout the green, no i ain’t talking’ bout broccoli
if you gon’ copy me, copy me properly
you gon’ run me a bag if you land on my property
see you lookin’ -ss n-ggas, why you always stalkin’ me
i’m rolling the dice like i’m playing monopoly
i done came up, it’s a prophecy
way at the top, ain’t no way that you stopping me
stack it up, i need my pockets monopoly
bout the green, no i ain’t talking’ bout broccoli
if you gon’ copy me, copy me properly
you gon’ run me a bag if you land on my property
see you lookin’ -ss n-ggas, why you always stalkin’ me
i’m rolling the dice like i’m playing monopoly
frankie baby
fran¢

[outro]
it’s 3oh, you know i’m rockin’ with my dog
frankie baby baby baby
it’s free agent season, i don’t know where a n-gga going
i might announce it tonight, you hear me?

- fran¢ lyrics

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