The Kid Frankie

Wiz Khalifa

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    Yeahh...[mumbling]....kid frankie!

    [Verse 1:]
    I live life sucka free
    Thats why them niggas you be wit, talk down like they don't fuck wit me
    I get money realistically
    And the homies show me love
    Groupies wanna leave tha club wit me
    Aint nothin to a G
    Let your hair blow in the breeze
    Roll some bomb ass weed!
    Get high, cruise at a jet speed
    Do it like I do it for TV
    675 damier LV's
    7 somthing wit tax
    And when im on the plane, got the carry on to match
    Nigga thats fly shit
    Trynna peep game lil homie just watch this
    Champagne in my cockpit
    Talkin bout you got a man mommy just stop it
    Please!
    As we proceed to give you watchu need, to roll up our weed.

    [Hook:]
    You out here talking it
    Im out here livin it (out here livin it)
    Niggas know we doin our thing cause we out here gettin it (out here gettin it)
    But I rep the gang gang gang gang gang (gang gang)
    Aint nothin changed (nothin changed), still rep the gang (still rep the gang)
    Okay

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    [Verse 2:]
    Self-made, been through what I been through...
    So I know what I know
    I write bomb rap songs, tell them bitches what im in to
    So the hoes wanna roll
    First class roll to another coast
    Just to smoke kush
    I know a nigga who grows
    And thats on the real momma
    If you tryna slide gotta bring one for Will
    Just another day in the life
    Nother plane
    Nother night
    Gettin faded wit another nigga wife
    Drinkin hella champagne
    Tanqueray wit the sprite
    Then I'm up in the AM to catch another flight
    Niggas reppin the gang
    Simply because everything else lame
    The fans want real niggas
    Them hoes lookin for change
    I seen it all
    Player in the game
    First they bitin our flow
    Now they jackin our slang

    [Hook:]
    You out here talking it
    Im out here livin it (out here livin it)
    Niggas know we doin our thing cause we out here gettin it (out here gettin it)
    But I rep the gang gang gang gang gang (gang gang)
    Aint nothin changed (nothin changed), still rep the gang (still rep the gang)

    So incredible... Hahaha...If I do say so myself...My nigga germ, on the boards
    Yeah he did that shit fool... Yeah! Hahaha... what up Will?...
    Benji just got off that flight from vegas...Okay...
    Taylor Gang, Over everything! Rostrum Records...
    Thats how the fuck we do shit! Yeah! Bitch! Smoke somethin...
    Kush and Orange Juice nigga....Can't forget that....Everything's Louis Vuitton on this...

    Información de la canción

    Composición: Macintosh Carl Gladstone, Steve Nichol, Jane Eugene, Wiz Khalifa y Big Jerm

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