Lyrics:
There’s no one else on the side
On the track on my mind
Always running through it like
Cause I think about you like like
Huh
Frank ocean
Funny how love just
back
I trap by day, boy, rap by night
C-Bone in this bitch, College Park trump tight
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
Do you
CHORUS
Bitch I’m home
Just in time for some breakfast
Bitch I’m home
Now you ain’t know about my presence
Bitch I’m home
Tell me You ain’t get
Rapping about shit that they Ain't never lived
Like how y'all rapping about y'all being d boys but ain't never sold no dope
Like how you rapping about
to a ménage
Got my dick sucked I was thinking about you
I was fucking on a slut and I was thinking about you
When you're fucking on a nigga, hope you
some lotion
All I ate for dinner was devotion
I'm being frank but this is not an ocean
I'm with them white girls like a token
You can't have my heart
spoiled, thinking your meal
Was always cooked in time
If you have had more experience of the outside world
Maybe you would have learned about hurt
But it's
bieber
I heard he's waiting for a feature
Lady you got me going crazy
Like my nam'es Gnarls Barkley
I've been thinking about you
Like my name is frank
the fits
I aint with that locomotion
Thinking bout you
Got me feeling like Frank Ocean
But I can't be
Reminiscing on the past
Cuz that's some bullshit
They
resembles your life
There's endless endless
Range of motion
And a
And a
Running running ocean
Ouu
Peep the scene
You're sinking or floating
By any means
Sink
ride in the radiant sun
Got some rhythms playing in our eardrums
I'm thinking Tyler, Mac, Frank Ocean, you feel?
It all felt so real
Crashing on your
The mistakes I've made that caused pain
I could have done without all my selfish thoughts
All my pride, the things I hide
You have forgot about
Countin up
By Frank Whyte & Killa Beatz
Hook1
Frank Whyte :
Started off fifty thousand
Came up hundred thousand
Too much I can't count it
Go
Ocean view with a Patek
Only worried about my family Anne Frank in the attic
I'm a getting money nigga and a zootie addict
Let them chickens switch sides
to make me crazy ma
Yeah, crazy 'bout you
Got me feelin' hazy when I'm thinkin' 'bout us two
Bumpin' Frank Ocean, yeah
'Cuz I've been Thinking Bout You
sit
Devil been drafting, heard you the #1 pick
He was just trying be lit
Shit deep like an ocean you just a little fish
But this just for men
Shark
corner 'til they open up your cage.
Chorus:
And when the night comes
It'll help you disappear
And when the night comes
Forget about the day that brought
When the night time comes
And your in your head
You be thinking about
All of the things
That we supposed to do
When the moon comes out
And your in
choices
But a battle of devotion
Causes stress and a commotion
Feeling blonde dumb not Frank Ocean
(Fuck this)
Feeling that my life is like an empty reality
'bout forever, word to Frank Ocean
Ride on your wave, move in slow motion
Filled with poised potion
Aroused by your sex appeal, you're my main notion
I
me
I was thinking about us girl where we gonna be
Up by the clouds or down by the beach
Girl, you tell me where we gonna be
I was thinking about you
knew you were taken
I wrote "Beach Fagz" well it wasn't about you
But it could've been, well no it couldn't have
(I spent a week in Ocean City) I
knew you were taken
I wrote "Beach Fagz" well it wasn't about you
But it could've been, well no it couldn't have
(I spent a week in Ocean City) I
very ocean
Let me be frank, I’ve been thinking ‘bout you but sometimes I get to question if it’s really ‘bout you
I thought I could do it, I was really
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