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franchize (rap) - kurt cobain lyrics

kurt cobain lyrics
[intro: franchize]
you know what–
you know what that means
yeah+yeah

[chorus: franchize]
you know what that means
they callin’ my phone
i’m crushin’ the roads, i be using the backstreets
this phone got me stuck on the roads, sh+t be sticky
i can’t explain the times she got at me
i cannot deal with no headaches
my phone do ‘nough of the stressing
you want me be hun’ned with you
you got to be hun’ned and twenty
i fell in love with the coke, and young n– makin’ moves on the go train
young kurt cobain, she on my d+ck like a moby
i treat the trap like it’s home, cold
and i walk in that b+tch likе i’m kobe

[verse 1: ytn paco]
if you talkin’ racks, we got plenty (yеahh)
he thought it was beef, now he a dead man (yeah)
i stay in the south with my f.n (my f.n)
you was my dawg, now we enemies (now we enemies)
n– they broke, so they envy me (envy me)
i was thirteen, no key with a revvy (with a revvy)
try to get close, and you got to move cautious (move cautious)
my youngins shootin’ til’ the thirty empty (empty)
you was from the ends if we ever met
i started poppin’, they started hatin’
i remember them days i had nothin’
but now i turned nothin’ into somethin’
i really be makin’ big racks out my songs
still stay in the trap, tryna get this pack gone
i ain’t like these n– that’s hangin’ around
i’m makin’ racks, tryna figure sh+t out (figure sh+t out, yeah+yeah)
[chorus: franchize]
you know what that means (you know what that means)
they callin’ my phone (ha)
i’m crushin’ the roads, i be using the backstreets (backstreets)
this phone got me stuck on the roads, sh+t be sticky
i can’t explain the times she got at me (sh+t be sticky)
i cannot deal with no headaches (deal with no headaches)
my phone do ‘nough of the stressing (yeah)
you want me be hun’ned with you
you got to be hun’ned and twenty (got to be hun’ned and twenty)
i fell in love with the coke, and young n– makin’ moves on the go train (go train)
young kurt cobain (kurt), she on my d+ck like a moby (she on my d+ck)
i treat the trap like it’s home, cold (i treat the trap like it’s)
and i walk in that b+tch like i’m kobe (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: franchize]
i walk in that b+tch like i run it (run it)
crushin’ the road in that amp, and when i get to the runnin’ (run it up, run it up)
do your thing, be young
and times right on the block, i had to be drummin’
big racks, i keep it comin’
evil eye, i seen it all (i seen it all)
we off, my n– don’t outsource, ’cause n– be praying on downfalls (praying on downfalls)
i fell in love with the bando, they fell in love, i was out dishin’ samples (i fell in love with the bando)
i fell in love with the loud pack, y’ain’t smokin’ then hand us and out that (i’m in love with the loud pack)
many men, i know they ain’t feel me
sh+t got me feelin’ like 50
broke n– catchin’ they feelins
i ain’t flyin’ out til’ this sh+t empty
i ain’t be hearing no, ha
[chorus: franchize]
you know what that means
they callin’ my phone
i’m crushin’ the roads, i be using the backstreets (backstreets)
this phone got me stuck on the roads, sh+t be sticky
i can’t explain the times she got at me (i can’t explain the time)
i cannot deal with no headaches (yeah)
my phone do ‘nough of the stressing (yeah)
you want me be hun’ned with you
you got to be hun’ned and twenty (got to be a hun’ned and twenty)
i fell in love with the coke, and young n– makin’ moves on the go train
young kurt cobain, she on my d+ck like a moby (yeah)
i treat the trap like it’s home, cold (yeah)
and i walk in that b+tch like i’m kobe
(trap, trap, trap, trap)

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