[Frenchyy]
OTM sh*t yeahh b*tch!!
For the ones said I wasn't gone make it Imma need a payment
Shoot a n*gga 30 times before he reach the payment
We throw up 4's with a L we ain't gang bangers
But if a f*ck n*gga diss then make'em touch his ankles
Smoke a n*gga like some purple in a Garcia Vega
Finger tips turning blue from counting them blue hunnit paper
Bullets like Michael Jackson how I let them b*tches rip'em
Distanced of in the cut like {?}
I was taught to get that money first and leave them b*tches {?}
If you ain't tryna pay me for a show then ain't no conversation
I done got c*cky on they ass now them n*ggas sayin
b*tch im the reason why your b*tch in the shower singing
He asked the coach to put him in b*tch I'm already in it
Doctor Frenchyy put a f*ck n*gga in the clinic
Now that I'm up and I got a little recognition
I got whack ass cross n*ggas tryna diss me
But I don't entertain the critics
Cause the same ones dissin used to be the ones riding whicha
And I ain't finna spare a n*gga
f*ck a mask pull out on'em broad day ill bare a n*gga
Now these n*ggas on that thug sh*t
Dat I'm on the north side selling drug sh*t
Dat I got me a little money I'm the plug sh*t
b*tch I'm still on that got it Out The Mud sh*t
Barking at these n*ggas on my BMX sh*t
The same ones you flex with
You get stretched with
Call the pallbearer he gone need a couple with him
Cause that choppa done let off and killed a couple n*ggas
I ain't finna hold my tongue for a b*tch
Cut a n*gga ear to ear
Ain't no law for a snitch
BOY STOPPPPPP!! tryna act hard for a b*tch
Cause that same b*tch want this hard ride in her clit
Pulled it out and shot the b*tch in her face
The same b*tch you kiss in the face had my di*k in her face now how it taste
You f*cked her I got the neck now we spending your checks
Money Power Respect
Juice me b*tch if that hoe don't suck di*k don't introduce me b*tch
This rap songs ain't for you jits
So pass'em a lollipop tell'em go play with the kids
Imma Sagittarius so I don't talk much
I done seen the loudest n*ggas get chalked up
My momma raised a hustler and I'm wise to
God told me stay humble n*gga they gone despise you
I make these b*tches say my name like I'm candy man
Then nail them b*tches to the cross like a handy man
Watch these parrot ass n*ggas they'll mimic ya
His dawgs call'em Vick I call that f*ck n*gga Vivica