He’s the only local rapper on the scene without a team
He’s a microphone fiend
What the f*ck you mean? What the f*ck you mean?
Eh yo, supercalifragilisticexpiali-dope sh*t
Frankie make your serotonin levels over flow (b*tch)
Catch me on my muthaf*ckin couch, that’s where I’m posted
Before my song went viral all my talents went unnoticed
But Listen, I don’t do this for the haters
I retired back in 13’, Now I’m back on the scene
Droppin mean 16’s, Tiger’s blood like I’m Sheen
They say the kid is so f*ckin sick he should be quarantined (Uh)
But I’m the best who’s ever done it
Get up on the beat and stone cold stun that muthaf*ckin
(Yo) I used to stay blunted every day of the week
Now I just sip liquor till I can’t speak
So practice what you preach (b*tch)
And you reap what you sow
Pass me the f*ckin 40 ounce of O.E
Frankie guaranteed to make hand slap knee
I should be MVP of these Underground MC’s
He’s the only local rapper on the scene without a team
Frankie so fresh, spit that Listerine, he’s so clean
He’s the only local rapper on the scene without a team
Frankie so fresh
He’s a microphone fiend
All black tracksuit, wife-beater and a gold chain
I ain’t never touch that cocaine but Frankie so dope man
In the cut like the dope man
Papi came over on the boat, that’s no muthaf*ckin joke man
And I don’t like to boast, but I’m the f*ckin best
Catch me shirtless, chest hair poppin out the vest
They say I look like a young Joey Bats (b*tch)
Perhaps I deserve plaques for my raps (b*tch)
I’m like Jason with the axe
Body bag the track, turn the evidence to ash
Half man, Half incinerator
b*tch you been a hater
Frankie kicking mad flavour in your ear
Nothing but that top tier flow
Hit the deer with a spear, f*ck a bow
Sear that muthaf*cka in the skillet (hoe)
b*tch I’m gnarly, sip the barley til my eyes hardly open
I maneuver like a marlin in the ocean
He’s the only local rapper on the scene without a team
Frankie so fresh, spit that Listerine, he’s so clean
He’s the only local rapper on the scene without a team
Frankie so fresh
He’s a microphone fiend
He’s the only local rapper on the scene without a team
Frankie so fresh, spit that Listerine, he’s so clean
He’s the only local rapper on the scene without a team
What the f*ck you mean?
He’s a microphone fiend