Franky

(Ugh, yuh)
(Ugh, yuh, yuh)

Yuh
I do what it take (Ugh!)
Run up on that boy, he dancing
Make him Harlem Shake (Aye!)
All these bitches acting, all these bitches fake
All my other shit was hitting but this takes the cake (Ok!)
Strapped with kunai in this bitch
Rapped in July, it still hits
Slap his two eyes if he miss
Make him too hot in this bitch, yuh

Ain't no-
Ain't no!-
Ugh!
Ain't no running with me
Ain't no running with me
Ain't no running with me
Ain't no running with me
Ain't no fucking running with me

Ain't no fucking talking with me
Ain't no walking on my side
On his track, I cook his ass cause in this shit its do or die
In my bag I move with urgency like looking through the guide
How I do that?
Soaking city, leave that shit a slipping slide
Play with death, you see the light
I write your name, it's something slight
He cracking up, he passing phases off the screen
He training right
He talking sweet, he see the crows, he know he done
Know what sup, know it's stuck, so he run
Turn his bitch ass to my son!

Ain't no-
Yuh!
Ain't no!-
Ugh!
Ain't no running with me (Yuh!)
Ain't no running with me (Yuh!)
Ain't no running with me (Yuh!)
Ain't no running with me (Yuh!)
Ain't no fucking running with me

With the stick, he slaying hollows
Demon slaying, killers follow
Wanna kick it, Sanji get it
Golden hair, he like Apollo
Dropping back to back
I do my shit for real, no need to thank me
Tony Chopper chop his hair
It change his cut just like he Franky, ugh
Yuh, Yuh
Like he Franky, Ugh
Yuh, Yuh
Like he Franky, Ugh
Yuh, Yuh
Tony Chopper chop his hair
It change his cut just like he Franky, ugh

Ain't no-
Yuh!
Ain't no!-
Ugh!
Ain't no running with me (Yuh!)
Ain't no running with me (Yuh!)
Ain't no running with me (Yuh!)
Ain't no running with me (Yuh!)
Ain't no fucking running with me



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Writer(s): Austin Oesterling
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