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frank beats - guitar session 058 lyrics

[intro]
n+gga, you been sittin’ in that same spot all day
hold on (ooh, frank)

[verse]
n+gga, you been sittin’ in that same spot all day
then wonder why the h+ll you broke
b+tch bad and her ass fat, i still tell her no
got h+lla green, i’m in my head still sayin’ go
i wanna k!ll him, somethin’ in my head still sayin’ don’t
go in my pocket, pull out a ten, still say i’m broke
hardheaded, don’t know a f+ckin’ thing and still say i know
b+tch text me one year ago, she still on the floor
same time last year, and she still goin’
knew ’bout guns since a kid and i’m still knowin’
tell unky tell all his friends i got a pill for ’em
wearin’ prada shades, tryna find the glocky, gotta feel for it
i ain’t gotta brag on sh+t, b+tch, i did a lot
my godson found a pint of wock’, but couldn’t twist the top
it sound like an mp5, but this b+tch a glock
hittin’ it from the back, then got tired, b+tch, come get on top
m block, northside, b+tch, we run mclellan
two chops outside, b+tch, i’m on whatever
she said, “quit actin’ dumb,” i said, “you know i’m special”
i’ll f+ck a b+tch once, act like i never met her
but if her p+ssy good, might fall in love with her
i might take the condom off and put a son in here
lil’ b+tch for everybody, she let the club in here
i brought the pistol to the party, this a club ender
i’ll come press your ass, i don’t mug n+ggas
my b+tch’ll dap your ass up, she don’t hug n+ggas
this is not a regular orange crush, it got drugs in it
this not lids, once you get a hat, you can’t take it back
one hour in the trap, i can make a rack
i’ll go broke on the pack, ’cause i can make it back
her ass flat, go to my bank account so i can make it fat
i turned 12 to animal control, they tryna chase a ‘cat
huh? huh
n+gga, this a f+ckin’ red key, you ain’t catchin’ up
i can’t f+ck that one b+tch again, ’cause she won’t let me up
i treat her pops like my best friend ’cause he let us crush
you ain’t got no sprite? f+ck it, pour it in a 7 up
this ain’t got no ice, so i’ma pour it in a separate cup
huh, green make me go to sleep
lean when i go to speak, and i’m in a polo tee
i don’t move like no other n+ggas, so they notice me
i don’t smoke with n+ggas, so i told ’em it don’t go to me
“your b+tch mean as h+ll,” i told ’em that it’s how it’s supposed to be
buyin’ cars for christmas, but i ain’t tell ’em it’s a stolen jeep
[outro]
n+gga
buyin’ cars for christmas, but i ain’t tell ’em it’s a stolen jeep
buyin’ cars for christmas, but i ain’t tell ’em it’s a stolen jeep
buyin’ cars for christmas, but i ain’t tell ’em it’s a stolen jeep, sh+t

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