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frankthemusican - ftw lyrics

chorus:
straight off the top of your m+ffin
these big body hoes up to something
i ain’t get rich off assumptions
my brother hunt like a russian
stfu with the fussing
i’m getting sick of convesing
b+tch you ain’t gang then imma block you, imma block you lary tunsil
bro see him in person might earth em’
keep kissing the blunt it’s gon erk’ em
he’s falling can’t get up steve urkel
this bih wanna f+ck like she fertile
two hands on the wheel i won’t hurt you
what didn’t i do to deserve you
i’m swimming in lean it’s a whirlpool
came out the womb like i own you

pre verse:
that xd it blow like a trumpet
he speak out of linе we’ gonna slump em’
might dump from the three likе im shumpert
these shoes cost more than ya monthly

verse:
i do what i want like i’m comfy
i’m blowin’ og like a boomer
yo hoe hit the deck like she sunken
i got a okc a shooter
that bubble b+tt hit like the thunder
the arp make that boy suffer
i’m tryna’ peel the top like uncrustable
why she sayin’ that sh+t i didn’t touch her
i keep a p like the alphabet
stick on his head i’m tryna alfalfa that
came in the front couldn’t go the back
modeled for vogue so i know all that
im onnat cake everyday
idgaf i’m just tryna get paid
hoe out atlanta she slay
i know my brother back home think i’m g+y
i put a d+ck on the chop n a k
im on that oxy like ima decay
i’m wit my brudda that’s oxydecay
hit from the back like i play for the mets
came with a mag dgaf what he said
bring the meds b+tch left the body all red
oh u want drama come talk to my gang
b+tch they finna slaughter you in your place
he got a gun and came straight out the plastic
who is this nerd i used have to class with?
smoking his daddy beef w a b+st+rd
twin turbos, the e way im tryna go faster
blowin supreme it burn like molasses
my sniper a dork, can’t hit without glasses
frost’d the beat? aye call in a casket
can’t f+ck a treesh might call her a cabin
bite my lips gotta watch what i say
pray for my cousin, he’s not gonna play
twin out the a, tryna tell me to stay
yeah that b+tch bad, but i cannot stay wit her
all the hoes been acting feral
we got wockhardt by the barrel
just took the one out to paris
im ducking police like a terrorist
the xd had left him embarrassed
he spinning his sh+t, like a ferris
lil bro hit stick like he play for the bears
b+tch im up next, im goin on a tear
this hoe rick ross keep leakin her pear
keep cuttin nem pills
told twin don’t you dare
he can’t get a feat without payin a fare
im not a man get blocked bout a scare
keep talking bout a baby b+tch i disappear
my momma is worried keep rippin my hair
i can’t breathe i need a substance
always bout me can we please change the subject
i can’t speak wearing a muzzle
sick of these divas, popping they bubbles
grown hoes wanna f+ck, get em in trouble
sick of these people i think i need a double
boy ima dine n dish and get in trouble
crackers tapped in calling me rad
this not supreme dumb this raf
out here all the fiends out so bad
cut off his arm to get him a half
its blood everywhere
this sh+t getting sad
drugs a pandemic start wearing yo mask
folks go to work with hi tech in his flask
feel like the flash how i run up a check
bro onna bean f+ck the team off a x
sipping on green put a tee on my flesh
bro shoot the chop like he play for the nets
hit from the back like i play for the mets
chorus:
straight off the top of your m+ffin
these big body hoes up to something
i ain’t get rich off assumptions
my brother hunt like a russian
stfu with the fussing
i’m getting sick of convesing
b+tch you ain’t gang then imma block you, imma block you lary tunsil
bro see him in person might earth em’
keep kissing the blunt it’s gon erk’ em
he’s falling can’t get up steve urkel
this bih wanna f+ck like she fertile
two hands on the wheel i won’t hurt you
what didn’t i do to deserve you
i’m swimming in lean it’s a whirlpool
came out the womb like i own you

- frankthemusican lyrics

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