Franchise Boys (feat. Mekhi Phfe)
Okay, okay
Esko
Owww
All black attire just like the punisher (I'm suited up)
I'm cutting ties, to run them numbers up (Run it up)
I keep jumping up
We the franchise boys thumbing through these bucks (Okay, okay)
So sick of subliminal shit
You an internet criminal bitch
Hall of Fame like Arsenio and I'm doing minimal shit
I can't see through the tinted percent
Ego bigger than Terio
Talking bout typical shit
I am despicable
Dr. Nefario
Worshipping serial killers cause popular culture is coming out terrible
I'm so sick I could slime out yo patna and give 'em some theraflu
I'm burning material shit on my tyranny shit, it's replaceable
I got me a Tia, I got a Tamera & we don't do labels
Keep losing my visa, flight to Atlanta, turning the tables
I feel like a Cena, you niggas can't see me, I fuck up the sample
You rapping in circles
I'm in Tahiti with sand in my sandals
I put a dub on his head
& I neva gamble
All for the butter & bread
The family in shambles
All black attire just like the punisher (I'm suited up)
I'm cutting ties, to run them numbers up (Run it up)
I keep jumping up
We the franchise boys thumbing through these bucks (Okay, okay)
Still get high off the contact
These niggas some jokes
They don't really want no combat
They don't want no smoke
Oh, no, they don't really want that
Your hoe know the contract
So she never talk back
Feel like blade when I cut up a beat
Feel like Wade how I heated the streets
Who could he be?
Daredevil I swear I can't see when the faders go up they deceased
It's up to me
They just been feeding the beast
The rage going up to the trees
You wouldn't believe
One hand put blood on the leaves
The other replish the seeds uh
Ya shawty replishing me
Speaker louder when mentioning me
this extasty
They can't get next to me
I'm torching effeigies
I'm wrecking gees
With the avenger team
I'm writing eulogies
At record speed
Ain't got no chain on me
My skin alone like like my neck on gleams
Put that respect on me or you could check the beam
I'm the beam bout to beam ya up way faster than ya seen we in a dream
I'm bout flame it up like who could pay the cost of being me
It's like a made it up cause everytime it's like a fantasy
All black attire just like the punisher (I'm suited up)
I'm cutting ties, to run them numbers up (Run it up)
I keep jumping up
We the franchise boys thumbing through these bucks (Okay, okay)
Esko
Owww
All black attire just like the punisher (I'm suited up)
I'm cutting ties, to run them numbers up (Run it up)
I keep jumping up
We the franchise boys thumbing through these bucks (Okay, okay)
So sick of subliminal shit
You an internet criminal bitch
Hall of Fame like Arsenio and I'm doing minimal shit
I can't see through the tinted percent
Ego bigger than Terio
Talking bout typical shit
I am despicable
Dr. Nefario
Worshipping serial killers cause popular culture is coming out terrible
I'm so sick I could slime out yo patna and give 'em some theraflu
I'm burning material shit on my tyranny shit, it's replaceable
I got me a Tia, I got a Tamera & we don't do labels
Keep losing my visa, flight to Atlanta, turning the tables
I feel like a Cena, you niggas can't see me, I fuck up the sample
You rapping in circles
I'm in Tahiti with sand in my sandals
I put a dub on his head
& I neva gamble
All for the butter & bread
The family in shambles
All black attire just like the punisher (I'm suited up)
I'm cutting ties, to run them numbers up (Run it up)
I keep jumping up
We the franchise boys thumbing through these bucks (Okay, okay)
Still get high off the contact
These niggas some jokes
They don't really want no combat
They don't want no smoke
Oh, no, they don't really want that
Your hoe know the contract
So she never talk back
Feel like blade when I cut up a beat
Feel like Wade how I heated the streets
Who could he be?
Daredevil I swear I can't see when the faders go up they deceased
It's up to me
They just been feeding the beast
The rage going up to the trees
You wouldn't believe
One hand put blood on the leaves
The other replish the seeds uh
Ya shawty replishing me
Speaker louder when mentioning me
this extasty
They can't get next to me
I'm torching effeigies
I'm wrecking gees
With the avenger team
I'm writing eulogies
At record speed
Ain't got no chain on me
My skin alone like like my neck on gleams
Put that respect on me or you could check the beam
I'm the beam bout to beam ya up way faster than ya seen we in a dream
I'm bout flame it up like who could pay the cost of being me
It's like a made it up cause everytime it's like a fantasy
All black attire just like the punisher (I'm suited up)
I'm cutting ties, to run them numbers up (Run it up)
I keep jumping up
We the franchise boys thumbing through these bucks (Okay, okay)
Credits
Writer(s): Imani Luke
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