Big Face Frankies
Big Ghost LTD, CRIMEAPPLE
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Ay papa this that puré Big Ghost brought that puré I keep my white girl swole like Anna Nicole Behold i’m in the Rove, chicken Popping on the stove, we dove Headfirst into the angus Turned beef to anguish Me and my plug speaking Spanglish When we make arrangements Yo it’s the kid who still Saran wrap D’s up Ease up unless you got the Bread for my Anthrax feature We just shitted on your zip code I been dope since Busta said Flipmode Took the clock to the jeweler Now it’s a schizo you in your feelings Probably praying to The Lord of All I’m fresh to death in my fucking Bag like I’m at the morgue I still might rock the same fit For three days and pump Like f*ck the stage and the stu Arturo just gave me stuff To leave your faces numb I save the crumbs and make another sale Until I’m sailing And I never gotta touch a scale Till then I circumvent the scales of justice Let the chronic burn up I keep the whole shit flooded cousin That’s word to Irma You may think I’m Eric Andre The way I bird up You would think I’m Erik Lehnsherr The way I turn up Y’all keep underground rap This shit is bloody murder You’ll be underground like Sojourner Or a fucking turnip Now don’t forget to thank us please And show up with them Big-face Frankies please That’s very necessary Everything else is secondary Who shot ya, wallet looking like an empanada Broke down a few cebollas for the ensalada If it’s water Cross the border for the enchilada Mi partner always flipping birds -pollo a la brasa Running so much game that I could con Chaka Make ya wifey smuggle brack and Put it in her nalga But I’m tired of playing the Strip serving coco up Rather be playing the beach opening coconuts Where I can kick my feet Up and adopt an octopus With plenty crops and kush Exotic drops to push Hummingbirds singing, wedding bells ringing Until then it’s big biscuit's while I get this chicken D-Rugs hit my celly, said he war ready These dudes raspberries, blueberries Strawberries They peanut butter jellies dawg What the f*ck could you tell us We still eat off styrofoam or Crates in the cellar With the roaches and rodents Used to lift the couch for quarters For Coronas Now I’m trailblazing like Sabonis Son ain’t potent, just a moment I scribbled a slogan Pyrotechnics when I’m repping I’m clearly a showman Me and Ghost cooking? Well then I send my condolence This that horsepower, ponyboys stay golden Lames tryna rep my city with a baby scrotum They won’t never get it Right like James Dolan Stagecoaches, rifles have your brain floating Shit split you from the side Your brain ain’t know it Stay focused, ADHD when I flip the pastry Fiends say tasty, so Ally McBeal lately Now don’t forget to thank us please And show up with them Big-face Frankies please That’s very necessary Everything else is secondary
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Written by: MICHAEL RAMIREZ GILL, SEBASTIAN DAVID VASCO
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