Frank$ (verse 1)

You take Ls through the mail I produce winners
I could turn your trap to a distribution center
We don't take walk-ins gotta be a member
St. Nick with the boxes like late December
I aint tryna end beef but I squash shit
Bust down locket show my pockets
Bubba, Exotic I got options
If we talking Lc plug then I'm top 10
Numero uno
about my paper
on your Culo
Trust this bubba aint Za but it move though
Couple years later
Every play is a two door
Hard knock university this cint a JUCO
Rose gold down Rosecrans
Im a grown man
Tip shit
I aint a stripper but I pole dance
Love hate throughout the city
Bitter romance
Pop a perky
Beat up the kitty to a slow jam
Drop a ticket like RKelly
Piss the city off
Really up, milk the game till the Tity soft
Pack up a whole thang
Straight 50 balls
I'll buy it all back
If you can't get it off
If its up then its stuck ill send it north
If I stop serving ngs it'll start a war
Im not in the military but got army stories
Tapped in with a farm let it blossom for me
NFL combine how where clocking 40s
Nip Hussle how I creep 4 in the morning

Frank$ (Hook)

One way flight LcX to Dallas
Not first class
Main cabin with the ratchets
Strip club savage always leaving with the talent
Looking at me you don't know me
But you know I have it
Cartier skeleton on a light day
Thats 32 racks no ice bae
My travel jewelry box is an ice tray
I got it out the mud no overnight fame

Westside Boogie (verse 2)

Whoa Whoa
I can't do a light day
My last shorty turned my heart into an ice tray
b*tch slept on me
so it aint no overnight stay
i Had to learn to make it move in a tight space
Whoa Whoa
He tryna say he from the mud I know
Oh you a hustler but you ran off on the plug I know
Oh you my dawg but you want it for the love I know
You think I do it just because I know
b*tch and my son
I fasho can't do the shade ugh
I know my worth think I need to get appraised ugh
Im in a phase
I been feeling disengaged whoa
clmost insane make me finna change my ways
This remind me of the days
On the Westside
I come from the c
Where you either up the stakes
Or take that shitty ass plate
Know your legs get to hurting
When you do it off the strength
When you running Ngs fades
When you running from the Jakes
cww
aww ma
cww man
He be thuggin on the gram
cww man
He be subbing all his friends
Whoa oh
cww man
Know I had it till the end
For I crash
Rest in piece my Nga Benz
Whoa
Y'all so uninspired
I been energized
I could run lap and make a million
In these slides
Petty as it get I might take away my light
Know I hate her homegirl
I might just do it outta spite
Yeah they got me on this one way ticket
On a bad flight
Even if I pack light
Know I got my bag right
Stranger to the real
You better stay to what you know
When the Devil on the grind
You better stay up on your toes
Whoa whoa
cww man

Frank$ (Hook)
One way flight LcX to Dallas
Not first class
Main cabin with the ratchets
Strip club savage always leaving with the talent
Looking at me you don't know me
But you know I have it
Cartier skeleton on a light day
Thats 32 racks no ice bae
My travel jewelry box is an ice tray
I got it out the mud no overnight fame