Frank Truise by UGLYFRANK
Frank Truise by UGLYFRANK

Frank Truise

UGLYFRANK * Track #1 On BOBBY HILL

Frank Truise Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I write alone
My mind is blown
My bitch is bad I wipe my nose
I flip a stack you wife the ho
Give a fuck about a club if they don't like me
More than likely
Start a fight up in that parking lot
Them lines too long
Get a load of Ugly Franklin faded
Harlem shakin'
Kickin' game up at your auntie
At your party plankin'
Thinkin' how the fuck
I'm posed to get a million fuckin' bitches
Countin' money fucking bitches catchin' feelings whoa
That's a big no no my daddy told me
Miss you like a ho be
Twitchin' like I'm Kobe
Twistin' up a swisher
Swishin' orange juice and OE
Stay the fuck up off my dick bitch nigga you don't know me
Ho it's butcher
Fetch yo ho I took her
Stretch a ho the fuck up then I left her in the bushes nigga
Shout goes out to Crazy Khris
Really out here [?]
If you get it catch them charges
Dawg you really think you wouldn't
OK let's go I'm flexin'
Me yo bitch we textin'
Seen yo bitches drop it like those divas down in Texas
Texas toast with my spaghetti
Wine sippin' pimpin' heavy
Hella [?]
Cover up whatevers hella trendy
Fuckin' faggot pick yo tongue up
I'm rollin' with my gun tucked
Nigga think he's gangsta but he's sensitive on Tumblr
Dawg that type of shit don't go
On the set my niggas come from
Screamin' vandals to the death
And ran a bullet inside your Hummer

[Hook]
Oh you ballin' ain't ya
Oh you ballin' ain't ya
But I'm finna slick yo bitch I guess that's karma ain't it
Oh you ballin' ain't ya
Oh you ballin' ain't ya
But I'm finna slick yo bitch nigga

[Verse 2]
They say I'm gettin' money must be Illuminati
Talkin' to the Holy Ghost in my Ferrari
He knockin' on the door don't let the devil in
Fuck it my nigga step up in
Ridin' in my daddie's caddie thinkin' bout a murder
Hittin' a lick on a nigga that thinkin' he gotta ditch it to the burner
Burn her on my lap and that's exactly where your girl is
Last night she bagpiped and smacked twice with Turner
Turning down my hood I told my niggas keep it careful
Carefully I'm pimpin' cause it's playin' all they handle
Handlin' my business with my bottle on the mantle
Could have broke your bitches off but I just fuck for an example
I get money

[Bridge]
Get money
And get your niggas on
Get money get money
And get your niggas on
Get money get money
Ride with your niggas dawg

[Outro]
Ask your bitch about me
She tell you I'm the man
I sent ya bitch a message, she said I'll see ya when I can
She sent me one back, but I ain't never read it
Cause pussy's only pussy and I get it when I need it
Got these boppa's going crazy nigga I'm the man
Got these boppa's going crazy nigga I'm the man

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