Baby Smoove - Franchise lyrics

Y'all know what the fuck goin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm still rich in a recession
Yeah, I got the biggest weapons
Ask them boys to play with
Us, I swear to god, they learned they lesson
Got some killers down to die for
Me just like it's 9 11
You ain't never seen a hundred racks
Get off my phone jeffin'
I say "Where my money
Smokey?" Pull up with that Mac-11
This ain't really no high-speed
I just pulled off and I left 'em
She has spent the night with
Me, she ain't come home
I think she left him i can teach you niggas
Some' with these scams, like a professor
Every stripper I threw on money on
Remember 'cause I blessed 'em
She just got out the shower
And her towel tryna wrestle
It's a drought on all the drank
But I get it cause I'm special
And my house so fuckin' big
When you yell you hear a echo
This big ol' diamond backer
Get to sprayin', that's yo' muscle
Every time I hit it
She be sayin' "What you cum for?"
I have my niggas kill 'em since
He thinkin' that he cut-throat
How the fuck you feel? You got
A baby by a rat ho
You the type to still hang with him
He a rat though police tryna chase me
They done crashed and broke they exo'
Before I started scams
I was servin' out that front door
When niggas say my name
They speak on me with the utmost
Shot three right to his leg
I'm like "What you tryna to run for?"
My house a half a ticket
Think he sweet cause he can up roll
I promise if you're looking then I
Meet and broke him up ho
It's 10 o'clock, a man reviving
You can't come cause this bitch closed