
For Fun ft. F.R.A.N.K Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I carry Five-Seven FN
That my brother locked in that my twin
Runnin from the cops I scratch the VIN
Rather smoke some weed than a ZYN
Fuck a label, nigga, I'm independ
Got her on her knees, She tryna sin
Yeah, she tryna sin, I'm with demons, Finna win
I don't give a fuck what you're sayin', bitch its many men
Your nigga get shot in a Sprinter van, now he feeling sick
Give a fuck what you're sayin', shots in you head, gonna leave a dent
Give a fuck, we gon' spin again in your residence
Man I don't penny pinch young Teb stayin' rich
You already know I'm from the 6, You already know I came from the trench
With a fuckin' stick, nigga, walk around quick, yeah
Niggas getting blitzed, Already know that boy bitch
Yeah he not with the shits
Okay, The coupe is fast like Zeno, The case is never settled
That boy he pop like kettle, Yeah, My dawg stay in the kennel
So why they call me slime? They never wanna slide
They hand us in the oven, And I'm cuttin' off the pie
Ooh, young Frank, I'm gettin' bank
I got him with a shank
Ooh, I know they wish they could, But niggas really can't
Diamonds, they kickboxing and they make a nigga faint
Sliding I'm with the crew, huh?
Fuckin' these bitches like two to one
Pockets on chubby, I got some funds
All of my dawgs, they down to run
Got a dirty drac' ain't gonna see the sun
Pop me a bean I'm just here for fun
Niggas on dick so I keep a gun
Play with your nose if you play with my funds
Backend just came in, I backed in her, then I backed out
Niggas always doubting I step out on the stage it's packed out
Niggas talkin' crazy, what they sayin? Bring the slatts out
Brand new SRT in the cut, I bring the cats out
Swervin' on these niggas, Fuck they sayin, I know he's fanned out
Niggas cappin' in their raps, I know they tryna stand out
I carry Five-Seven FN
That my brother locked in that my twin
Runnin from the cops I scratch the VIN
Rather smoke some weed than a ZYN
Fuck a label, nigga, I'm independ
Got her on her knees, She tryna sin
Diamonds on me and that shit really bitin
Niggas say what but that shit ain't exctin
Don't give a fuck, man, young nigga ridin
Ridin' with slime, man, ridin' with slime
Nigga, you got a motherfuckin' nine
That shit gon' hit you right in the spine
Don't give a fuck, Young nigga gone shine
I'm a lil' star, yeah, I know I'm gon' shine
Way too fly I'm fly like a kite
Don't give a fuck, do this shit all night
Don't give a fuck, man, swingin' my pipe
Man, swingin' that pole, man, I'm swingin' my pipe
Do this for life, Man do this for life
Man this is my life and I ain't even changin
Don't give a fuck whatchu say
Young ass nigga not speaking my language
You know I ain't know, I ain't same to say shit
Bitch, that good, bitch, that brain
Bitch, head good, bitch, that brainless
Give a lil fuck, y'all ain't gangin
I'm with gang, I'm with gangy
Nigga run up, tryna change em
Don't give a fuck, can't even change it
Don't give a fuck, can't explain it
Got so much money, I'm on a different planet
Uranus, don't give a fuck what a nigga say
Don't give a fuck, man, clip is sprayin
I carry Five-Seven FN
That my brother locked in that my twin
Runnin from the cops I scratch the VIN
Rather smoke some weed than a ZYN
Fuck a label, nigga, I'm independ
Got her on her knees, She tryna sin