Intro

Franko Franko
Killing competition (Ok)
I am something vicious
Still Stomping bitches
Yeen hear far from finished (Yeah)
I'm topic trending
Basquiat when I paint pics with my penman (Ok)
Don't see the ending
This the beginning
That's why my ops cringing (Hun Huh)
YCMG the movement
We making waves when records spinning
Set bar high
That's how stars rise
To make sure their team winning (Swear)

Underdog
So unrated (Yeah)
That's why nobody don't mess wit us (Ok)
I built this brand on my own
If you don't like it
I really don't give a fuck (Hun Huh)
Sipping out of them double cups
Pour a pint of lean
That muddy stuff (Ok)
I came up from the bottom
not afraid to get my hands dirty bruh
Boss Dogg with a big bite and a loud bark
So don't play with me
Tommy gun unload a 100 rounds
Take it back to the 1930 Gs (Boom Boom Boom)

Beast Mode on these beats
Franko bringing the heat (Bring It)
Make this shit look so easy
I could murk this track in my sleep (Swear)
The game is up for keeps (Ok)
So put me amongst the elites (Hun Huh)
Money keeps on piling
I keep adding cars to my fleet (I Swear)
I hope Ado got a fire extinguisher
I'm fire to the roof
Spitting flames in the booth
To show that Franko the truth (Yeah)

King of south
I said it I meant it (King)
Bow Down and kiss my pinky ring that's pimpin (Pimpin)
Only lay and play with the baddest on women
Who Asses and titties
Will add to my image (Whoooo)
Really, I'm bleed this game until it's empty
Silly, my chick bad and sudiddy (Swear)
Try to holla at her
Yeen gone get no play (Naw)
Cause she looking straight past you for really
So don't check bout whoa
I'm all about my dough
That right there fo sho
Play these hoes like tic tac toe (Pimpin)

YCMG welcome ion think nobody felt em (I Swear)
Different type of vibe
Call it inclement weather (Ok)
Still it's whatever
Pockets so deep with this cheddar
That if I make it rain
It's best for you to seek shelter
Or get you get your shit together
Cause the boat sailing
I'm parasailing
Over ya head
Metaphorically
Let it marinate
It may take a sec (Ok)

I'm royalty and I know that (King)
Instant classic and throwback (Swear)
Promise you that's a sho fact
And Franko will never hold back (Ok)
Bar for bar throughout the whole track
Game for free and pimpin no tax (Hun Huh)
Foot on necks ain't giving no slack
Platinum plaques for all the dope tracks (Yeah)
Producers produce
Cause I'm a dope act
Check my resume it show stats (Yeah)
Stuck to your brain like a thumb tac
I'm to far gone I can't come back (Ok)

My new life is outrageous
Spit a flow that's so contagious (Yeah)
Franko far from basic (Ok)
Real and ain't no faking

Hey man
It is another yacht club music group exclusive right here
We in this mother fucker
Ado on the engineer nigga
And we making mother fucking wave
I told y'all nigga this our mother fucking year
We about to take over
The mother fucking game nigga you digg
I'm in this bitch
and we out nigga
Ok (Let Go)
(Let Get)
Let Get



Credits
Writer(s): Frankie Wheeler
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