FRANCHISE

[Verse]
I ChaseTheMoney, but not a producer
Blade like Trunks, like I came from the future
You said it was lean, so why your cup fuschia?
Why is it green? You such a loser
Hellcat angry, it’s ready to do stuff
Stoned out my mind, like the brain of Medusa
Can’t entertain fuck shit too much
Bought a white hoodie, no Ku Klux
Been same real nigga since two bucks
Been the same real nigga with two cents
Musically, I wanna try new shit
I might fuck around with acoustics
They got drums in my town that's acoustics
Laser and a scope, that’s a cool stick
I’m shooting your scene, Kubrick
Look at your team, useless
Loud pack straight boofin
L’s wanna join the winning movement
I just want the bag, and you just want the clout
But I’m gonna smack you down
Know Your Role and Shut Your Mouth
And Here Comes the Pain
This shit is very raw
It’s the Day of Reckoning
You gon need a ton of gauze
I got my bars up, and I’m gon do my special
Ain’t no I Quit match and the reason why is I won’t let you