FRANCHISE PLAYER lyrics

[Intro: Baby Smoove]
Franchise, Franchise
(Yeah, forever ever)
(Rocaine, this b*tch hard)
My baby, look, big-head
Blue Franchise, Baby Franchise
Basketball Boys

[Verse: Baby Smoove]
She might get a Perc' from me, she ain't get that Birk' from me
Everybody know I keep a pint and a Nerf on me
Boy, you broke as hell, how the f*ck you want a verse from me?
Hit that button in her stomach, now her coochie got a curse on me
On the court, we get and-ones, hold that drank for ransom
I'm in the hood, if you hit that corner fast, I'm gon' blow somethin'
Boy, you're brokе as hell, f*ck your gun, it don't mean nothin'
I got a feelin' if we smokе 'em, they gon' say they seen somethin'
Codeine start my appetite, bangin' left, I ain't never right
She'll never get another chance if she don't do it right
I can make my b*tches get along, they won't never fight
Brand-new set of strikers, sh*t, what block we 'bout to hit tonight?
I feel like I'm Dex, I told RayRay bring them choppers out
Swear to God, my first night back in the city, we in **** house
Fillin' empty clips, but right now, I just point 'em out
All that woofin' on the 'net, but you ain't tell 'em 'bout your mommy house
Y'all n*ggas playin', but I'm not
Doowop just walked in, we 'bout to pour another pop
I got b*tches in LA, I got b*tches in the Bronx
I got b*tches out in Texas, still got b*tches from the block
I got Gucci, Fendi, Dior, it's all over me
I got Wock' mixed in with Quagen all inside of me
Please try to keep me happy, you don't know the other side of me
You was never Franchise, just a groupie, well, you tried to be
I know all my—
I know all my b*tches, they ain't never ever tired of me
Get to blowin' with that switch, swear to God they think it's nine of me