Treat this shit like a marathon, tryna run up on some racks
I just popped out to the spot, dressed in all black
You said you was gettin' money, that shit all cap
Drive the whip like a stolen car, Would've thought we carjacked it
I just beat that hoe lil back, she call me her daddy
She just took another sip, now she gettin' nasty
Tryna keep my cool, don't know, you , f*ckin' with a savage
Yo, pockets flat, we never broke, you know we got some baggage
I can't leave without it, know I got my tool, I got my hammer
I ain't gotta say a word, she come right out her panties
They was sleepin' on the boy, I woke em up, I'm turnin' tables
The ones that stab your back, always come back lookin' for favors
Uh when I walk around, feel heaven sent, like I'm protected by these angels
Like an artist, tryna show my vision, I be quick to paint it
I know you're down and broke, you ain't gettin' pape, that's probably why you cranky
Way lil baby eat it up, she know that she my favorite
Just because you're fine as f*ck, don't mean that I'm gon' chase ya
Bitch, I'm chasin' Franklin, bitch, I'm chasin' paper
Just because you're fine as f*ck, don't mean that I'm gon' chase ya
Bitch, I'm chasin' Franklin, bitch, I'm chasin' paper
Treat this shit like a marathon, tryna run up on some racks
I just popped out to the spot, dressed in all black
You said you was gettin' money, that shit all cap
Drive the whip like a stolen car, Would've thought we carjacked it
I just beat this hoe lil back , she call me her daddy
She just took another sip, now she gettin' nasty
Tryna keep my cool don't, know, you, f*ckin' with a savage
Your pocket's flat, we never broke, you know we got some baggage
We never broke, you know we got some baggage
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Treat this shit like a marathon, tryna run up on some racks
I just popped out to the spot, dressed in all black
You said you was gettin' money, that shit all cap
Drive the whip like a stolen car, Would've thought we carjacked it
I just beat that hoe lil back, she call me her daddy
She just took another sip, now she gettin' nasty
Tryna keep my cool, don't know, you , f*ckin' with a savage
Yo, pockets flat, we never broke, you know we got some baggage
I can't leave without it, know I got my tool, I got my hammer
I ain't gotta say a word, she come right out her panties
They was sleepin' on the boy, I woke em up, I'm turnin' tables
The ones that stab your back, always come back lookin' for favors
Uh when I walk around, feel heaven sent, like I'm protected by these angels
Like an artist, tryna show my vision, I be quick to paint it
I know you're down and broke, you ain't gettin' pape, that's probably why you cranky
Way lil baby eat it up, she know that she my favorite
Just because you're fine as f*ck, don't mean that I'm gon' chase ya
Bitch, I'm chasin' Franklin, bitch, I'm chasin' paper
Just because you're fine as f*ck, don't mean that I'm gon' chase ya
Bitch, I'm chasin' Franklin, bitch, I'm chasin' paper
Treat this shit like a marathon, tryna run up on some racks
I just popped out to the spot, dressed in all black
You said you was gettin' money, that shit all cap
Drive the whip like a stolen car, Would've thought we carjacked it
I just beat this hoe lil back , she call me her daddy
She just took another sip, now she gettin' nasty
Tryna keep my cool don't, know, you, f*ckin' with a savage
Your pocket's flat, we never broke, you know we got some baggage
We never broke, you know we got some baggage
I just popped out to the spot, dressed in all black
You said you was gettin' money, that shit all cap
Drive the whip like a stolen car, Would've thought we carjacked it
I just beat that hoe lil back, she call me her daddy
She just took another sip, now she gettin' nasty
Tryna keep my cool, don't know, you , f*ckin' with a savage
Yo, pockets flat, we never broke, you know we got some baggage
I can't leave without it, know I got my tool, I got my hammer
I ain't gotta say a word, she come right out her panties
They was sleepin' on the boy, I woke em up, I'm turnin' tables
The ones that stab your back, always come back lookin' for favors
Uh when I walk around, feel heaven sent, like I'm protected by these angels
Like an artist, tryna show my vision, I be quick to paint it
I know you're down and broke, you ain't gettin' pape, that's probably why you cranky
Way lil baby eat it up, she know that she my favorite
Just because you're fine as f*ck, don't mean that I'm gon' chase ya
Bitch, I'm chasin' Franklin, bitch, I'm chasin' paper
Just because you're fine as f*ck, don't mean that I'm gon' chase ya
Bitch, I'm chasin' Franklin, bitch, I'm chasin' paper
Treat this shit like a marathon, tryna run up on some racks
I just popped out to the spot, dressed in all black
You said you was gettin' money, that shit all cap
Drive the whip like a stolen car, Would've thought we carjacked it
I just beat this hoe lil back , she call me her daddy
She just took another sip, now she gettin' nasty
Tryna keep my cool don't, know, you, f*ckin' with a savage
Your pocket's flat, we never broke, you know we got some baggage
We never broke, you know we got some baggage
Writer: Anthony Khweiss
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