Frank West ft. StaxksNastyy Lyrics

Look,

My life is an exam, yours only worth a test

Junkie, call him zombie,

I be flashing shit like Frank West

Yo rap career is dead, ain't rising, put the rest

Ain't tripping over music, I got many ways to make a check

I know it suck to see me up, you like a bitter ex

Don't consider me a bud, get smoked like cigarettes

I dump a rack inside a Nike bag, call it just doin checks

You out here hitting everything, must wanna see that text

Hit my dance, when I wake up, I get to live again

I'm sorry Lord, you know I'm walking to u, but might sin again

What's a friend? Said if we locking in, then you my next of kin

I'm born to win, I get more air than Jordan, like a ceiling fan

I Drop a mint, inside the pop, I call it fizzy can

These niggas wanna India, but rats, got nightmares in the Feds

Shii, I guess it's time for me to blast at em

Catch you in traffic, window down, my music blast at em

We don't gotta bullet for yo name, my niggas laugh at ya

Bully bullies, for the times, all they use to clown at us

But they ain't it, I pop balloons, you ain't the one shorty

I know niggas, toting shit, you'll think it's war shorty

Drunk nigga, said he'll whoop yo ass, just pass the ounce 40

Brodie selling moon rock, make a Martian, hit the space buggy

Hit the space buggy

Ex bish on my line, she steady calling, this bish stay buggin'

Nina on my side, she kinda freaky, this bish stay bussin'

I don't even know why I keep her, this bish stay fuckin'

Get it? This bish stay shootin'

Beat her with the belt, swear to God, they go call me Putin

This lil bish fucking on ya gang, she might have some lupus

Spin a nigga block 30 times, they might call me stupid

Know we go take this shit over nigga

You know how this shit get nigga

Me & Zach go run the world

I stamp this shit nigga

On Fah