My nigga Deltah in them pots
My nigga Deltah in them pots
My nigga Deltah in them pots
FOUR... EVER... FRANCKO... YUH!
I don't need your help
I'll do it myself
I don't need your help
I'll do it myself (yuh)
I am just styling
I'm willing on beat
I am just running just the track like athlete
All of my bitches
They stay on a fleet
On fleek
And I just eat em like bon appétit
F*ck em and then they get severed
None of my haters are clever
I got the pull like a lever
Bitch, it is FrancKo FoureveR
Bitch, it is Frank
Stepped up my rank
Not puffing on dank
Leave all my checks blank
My girl is Topanga
Don't f*ck with strangers
Higher my power
Guess I'm a ranger
Came from the mud
Jesus came from a Manger
(Whoa whoa aye)
Please God
Ice out my bezel
Now we are popping like kettle
I don't to talk to the opps
I'm not federal
Can't talk to you
Money on my schedule
I got these bands and I play every week
Got all these c notes
I count every sheet
You didn't know LJ my cousin
My auntie Monique
Got family at the table
We always gon to eat
I don't need your help
I'll do it myself
I don't need your help
I'll do it myself (yuh)
I am just styling
I'm willing on beat
I am just running just the track like athlete
All of my bitches
They stay on a fleet
On fleek
And I just eat em like bon appétit
F*ck em and then they get severed
None of my haters are clever
I got the pull like a lever
Bitch, it is FrancKo FoureveR
It is Fourever
I went up a level
Nomadic, so no I can't settle
Never caring(karen), so no I ain't civil
Can't be blunt if you don't have a rillo
My girl is curvy like Ms. Frizzle
I am high, in the sky
No disguise, wonder why
Your demise, in my eyes
I feel wise, I see lies
I see pie, between her thighs
Other guys, get denied
They can try, that's my wife
I give her pipe
She gives me life
I don't need your help
I'll do it myself
I don't need your help
I'll do it myself (yuh)
I am just styling
I'm willing on beat
I am just running just the track like athlete
All of my bitches
They stay on a fleet
On fleek
And I just eat em like bon appétit
F*ck em and then they get severed
None of my haters are clever
I got the pull like a lever
Bitch, it is FrancKo FoureveR
Woo!
Woo!
Woo!
FrancKo - 4vr (Fourever) Lyrics
FrancKo - 4vr (Fourever) Lyrics
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My nigga Deltah in them pots
My nigga Deltah in them pots
My nigga Deltah in them pots
FOUR... EVER... FRANCKO... YUH!
I don't need your help
I'll do it myself
I don't need your help
I'll do it myself (yuh)
I am just styling
I'm willing on beat
I am just running just the track like athlete
All of my bitches
They stay on a fleet
On fleek
And I just eat em like bon appétit
F*ck em and then they get severed
None of my haters are clever
I got the pull like a lever
Bitch, it is FrancKo FoureveR
Bitch, it is Frank
Stepped up my rank
Not puffing on dank
Leave all my checks blank
My girl is Topanga
Don't f*ck with strangers
Higher my power
Guess I'm a ranger
Came from the mud
Jesus came from a Manger
(Whoa whoa aye)
Please God
Ice out my bezel
Now we are popping like kettle
I don't to talk to the opps
I'm not federal
Can't talk to you
Money on my schedule
I got these bands and I play every week
Got all these c notes
I count every sheet
You didn't know LJ my cousin
My auntie Monique
Got family at the table
We always gon to eat
I don't need your help
I'll do it myself
I don't need your help
I'll do it myself (yuh)
I am just styling
I'm willing on beat
I am just running just the track like athlete
All of my bitches
They stay on a fleet
On fleek
And I just eat em like bon appétit
F*ck em and then they get severed
None of my haters are clever
I got the pull like a lever
Bitch, it is FrancKo FoureveR
It is Fourever
I went up a level
Nomadic, so no I can't settle
Never caring(karen), so no I ain't civil
Can't be blunt if you don't have a rillo
My girl is curvy like Ms. Frizzle
I am high, in the sky
No disguise, wonder why
Your demise, in my eyes
I feel wise, I see lies
I see pie, between her thighs
Other guys, get denied
They can try, that's my wife
I give her pipe
She gives me life
I don't need your help
I'll do it myself
I don't need your help
I'll do it myself (yuh)
I am just styling
I'm willing on beat
I am just running just the track like athlete
All of my bitches
They stay on a fleet
On fleek
And I just eat em like bon appétit
F*ck em and then they get severed
None of my haters are clever
I got the pull like a lever
Bitch, it is FrancKo FoureveR
Woo!
Woo!
Woo!
My nigga Deltah in them pots
My nigga Deltah in them pots
FOUR... EVER... FRANCKO... YUH!
I don't need your help
I'll do it myself
I don't need your help
I'll do it myself (yuh)
I am just styling
I'm willing on beat
I am just running just the track like athlete
All of my bitches
They stay on a fleet
On fleek
And I just eat em like bon appétit
F*ck em and then they get severed
None of my haters are clever
I got the pull like a lever
Bitch, it is FrancKo FoureveR
Bitch, it is Frank
Stepped up my rank
Not puffing on dank
Leave all my checks blank
My girl is Topanga
Don't f*ck with strangers
Higher my power
Guess I'm a ranger
Came from the mud
Jesus came from a Manger
(Whoa whoa aye)
Please God
Ice out my bezel
Now we are popping like kettle
I don't to talk to the opps
I'm not federal
Can't talk to you
Money on my schedule
I got these bands and I play every week
Got all these c notes
I count every sheet
You didn't know LJ my cousin
My auntie Monique
Got family at the table
We always gon to eat
I don't need your help
I'll do it myself
I don't need your help
I'll do it myself (yuh)
I am just styling
I'm willing on beat
I am just running just the track like athlete
All of my bitches
They stay on a fleet
On fleek
And I just eat em like bon appétit
F*ck em and then they get severed
None of my haters are clever
I got the pull like a lever
Bitch, it is FrancKo FoureveR
It is Fourever
I went up a level
Nomadic, so no I can't settle
Never caring(karen), so no I ain't civil
Can't be blunt if you don't have a rillo
My girl is curvy like Ms. Frizzle
I am high, in the sky
No disguise, wonder why
Your demise, in my eyes
I feel wise, I see lies
I see pie, between her thighs
Other guys, get denied
They can try, that's my wife
I give her pipe
She gives me life
I don't need your help
I'll do it myself
I don't need your help
I'll do it myself (yuh)
I am just styling
I'm willing on beat
I am just running just the track like athlete
All of my bitches
They stay on a fleet
On fleek
And I just eat em like bon appétit
F*ck em and then they get severed
None of my haters are clever
I got the pull like a lever
Bitch, it is FrancKo FoureveR
Woo!
Woo!
Woo!
Writer: Frank Hogan
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