Lyrics:
(A$AP Rocky)
Mr. Frankenstein
Oh, Victor Frankenstein (ooh)
I'm Dr. Frankenstein
I'm out here saving lives
Igor by my side (ooh)
That's
get a chance I'ma bust ya
No matter where, you could be in Russia I'ma touch ya
(Like that) Vocal assassin, motivated by cash
Shoot for the loot,
more, what?
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn di music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on di floor let me show you how we do
Let's go,
own mother was disgusted (she's a fool)
I got busted
(By the Law)
"'ello, 'ello, what's all this here?
I'll trim your wellingtons for you my
you think she's thinking?
If you fertilize the pink one sinking your linking
Nothing but the jinx now I gotta write her off like an ink pen
If she
Is you gone help if I start falling
Or press decline when I start calling
Don't come around wit all that talking
Been feeling pain I found a beat nd
Russian, No Russian Remember, No Russian, No Russian
I'm about to kill a bitch if you tell me again that Mr. Mogilevich ain't connected to that one piece
some dope on us
They had to be wrong if
You busted in their residence
They even lied and said
You created fictional evidence
I gotta commend how you
bleach
Tie your ass up and drag you down the street
Since for the streets
Busted a clip, I gotta another round
Busted a nut, she want another round
4bk oh
represent naturally
So don't step on the rolly if you know that you're phony
Or else I bend that ass like elbow macaroni
Cuz I gotta keep it real (gotta keep
These thoughts a lil negative but my mind just gon persist
How can I move forward if my feet in concrete
But Tupac put a rose between my feet
And I
more, what?
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn di music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on di floor let me show you how we do
Let's go,
switched up on me
Ain't no beef you're forgiven
A Ni*** gone be a ni*** but I got to watch out for my sister (Aye toosie I got you)
If she don't f**k with
Purple jeans like my momma
Sipping activist
Even if Rihanna was my bitch
I'm still on savage shit
Ex trying to factor a nigga out
Like a panelist
didn't mean a thing
'Cause you just left
You really stole my heart
You know she a theft
I was in so much pain
So I busted out my chest
Yeah, you got me
and miserable
You trying to play on the mental that's cool because that's the same shit my lil bitches do
People they tell me to open up if I do they'll be
much Mr ow much are you charging?
I went on a stag do to London the other year
£5.50 for a motherchuffin' beer
I was broke by the first night, London's
a damn's busted.
I really wanna care,
I wanna feel somethin'
Let me dig a little deeper.....
Nah...
Sorry....
Nothin'
You can say you've got
again
These hoes be fucking for rent
Bitch, I wouldn't pay you a cent
All you got busted nails and credit card debt
I pulled up in a brand new private jet
Jukebox jumpin' all over town
Find you a barroom angel
And pour a little cold beer down
But, I'm broke down busted
And honky-tonked all to hell
I think my
busted
Toxic lil hoe made me feel like nun, but I know im something uh
You cant tell me otherwise, said she wannabe in heaven with the butterfly's
Send
These niggas never touched us, bitch, you know I'll get you busted up
They like, "Dis that, dis that", please get off my dick now
You know that I
jobs and living in cars
Minimum wage won't pay for a roof, won't pay for a drink
If you gotta have proof just try it yourself Mr. C.E.O.
See how far 5.15
with the plug you fucked with us and you get busted
If I had twins glocks who would wanna beef
You keep talking in my ears I don't wanna hear your shit
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