EYE AM MOB (feat. Super Cru)
Franky Black
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Tired of you cap ass niggas Y'all some imposters How you gon' steal my sauce, Won't share the pasta Nah, I ain't no trap nigga, Franky Black is a monster Smack the shit out you for talking out of your tonsils, They say that Black be trippin', he be flippin' out Them niggas right, open up your Navi Take a different route or lose your life Cause right or wrong, I'm standing ten toes down Nigga, I'm the man, your bitch is your only fan And I just sub'd to her Only Fans Juicy lie, Cause I ain't need a band to make that hooker dance Fifteen bucks for a private show, Money talk it's how it go Time is money, I gotta go These niggas think I'm Fulio, Just playin' Coolio Hit em high, send em ass, turn they chest to cookie dough These niggas sweet, me it's no surrender, no retreat Bam Adebayo on your head, you don't want this Heat Just cause I ain't in em, now these niggas saying I ain't street Eagles don't fly with roosters, Boss nigga I am He Franklin Noir for you dick riding geeks, Killing y'all Y'all niggas been some pussies, big Black been a dog I got the studio, my trap Hit em, give 'em all this work Smoking on that designer, nigga, and y'all smoking on that dirt I ain't never sold no brick, smacked a nigga though I ain't never sold no brick, smacked a nigga though I ain't never sold no brick, smacked a nigga though I ain't never sold no brick, smacked a nigga though Black, they can't share the pasta When they go behind your back and Steal the sauce from they motherfucking father Shit, man, that's the problem But they still missing ingredients Like where's shrimp and the lobster Call me Mufasa, I'm Big Papa Time for discipline, Move your hands so I can pop ya Think you man enough to stand up then I'll box ya Hit you with the quick left, then the right'll shock ya The way that you move, you thought you was slick and smooth Like a criminal, but not a criminal You left in critical from subliminals Wanna make the news, 11-5-2 Had you in the trunk in the middle of rush hour Clear blue skies with a light chance of showers Making you a great fertilizer for the flowers I follow Art of War and the 48 Laws of Power, nigga
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Written by: Jose Eiland, Martellas Penny
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