FRANK Lyrics

He no tay

If he gon find a dollar he gon be o-kay

Eat 'em like frito lay

And then he boogie out of there cuz he no stay

Yah

Griffin like Peter

Mama like cita

margaritas by the liter, aye yah

Then I hit a tippy tah on the runny tah when I'm running by nigga sada-tay

Up and down like seesaw

I can't even greet y'all why you wanna be so lame (Be so lame!)

Niggas talkin that heehaw till a nigga ease off niggas never see my way

Hey

I'm better than your top 5 and your other top 5

Generation gaps like apartheid

With a hard right

Swinging off what a hard life

Made us all cry I was saying

Hold up

Woo

Yah

Hey

You a

Frank

Okay

Bah

Yah

Hey

When I

Gang (Okay)

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FRANK (Okay)

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Been an artist since a nigga knew what art was

Shit, damn

I was cool inside my studio apartment

Niggas think because you moving now you bossed up

I'm assuming you late

It was pretty gordo by the gate

Aye

Slappin if he snackin on my plate

Aye

Made a couple albums w my team

Dropped a couple numbers overseas

Bitch I'm tryna make cheese

Niggas ain't heard of you sleeze

Drop top vibes and convertible dreams

Yeesh

Hit the dash and get ahead of ya

Cut your head off and ask you where you headed to

Aye

I'm drop top jones on the regular

Aye

My brain falls out on the regular

Aye

The whole world moves on my pedestal

And anything less is something I wouldn't settle for