Juice WRLD, GDo - Franky on Me lyrics
Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins]
[Juice WRLD, GDo - Franky on Me lyrics]
I took a dip in the sauce to end up a boss
Carry the weight of my losses
Ain't no debating the cost
I made it right to the cream
Benjamin Franky on me family hating on me
Plotting to take it from me
Took a dip, in the sauce to end up a boss
Never settle for losses
I made it right to the cream
Benjamin Franky on me family hate how I eat
Plotting to take it from me
Yes I did it again, I’m on a scorestreak
I went over and over again
She seen that rover
And say she coming over again
I'm a high roller
We met like I don't know her again
Watch how I pull off the lot
Dropping the top culinary ain’t the art
But yeah we good with the Pablo
Know what to do with the rocky
Point at the fool and I pop
I'm the plug, she the sidekick
That's why she steady shopping
Fuck her in the, it's physical
I look like a miracle
Jogger fit's no Adidas
We got a check on my tennis shoe
How I'm rockin', I don't want no moppin'
We never serve hit's
Buts that's always what I’m dropping
Took a dip when I drove my first whip
Got my first clip when I packed my first zip
I was taught to keep some franky on me
That’s the only reason why they hate on me
I took a dip in the sauce to end up a boss
Carry the weight of my losses
Ain't no debating the cost
I made it right to the cream
Benjamin Franky on me family hating on me
Plotting to take it from me
Took a dip, in the sauce to end up a boss
Never settle for losses
I made it right to the cream
Benjamin Franky on me family hate how I eat
Plotting to take it from me
Everybody hate how I eat they just
Tryna take it from me
I keep on ballin’ and swishin' know
That I'm gon' make the league
You run up on me, I’m shooting
I got a Glock with a beam
Ain't no one cool with my team
No you can't move with my team
I just walked up in the party
Xanny got me feeling nauseous
Ridin' in the rarri
Please please proceed with caution
He was talkin' dumb
Till I run up and I off him
Money on his head, hitman, highest offer
Aye yo girl on me, yeah she shake it off me
Suppressor on my Glock, I'ma kill him softly
I been ballin' out
Damn right I feel like spartan
Run up, that's okay
I'll be shooting all damn morning
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