F.L.A.W (feat. Calie Frankzz)
L.Franchise
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These niggas flexing on that gram Money phone to they ears That's for his big dawg Man we know that ain't his These niggas ain't raw fareal Oh no these niggas ain't raw fareal She swear to God she a dime And her man on her nerves Driving around the city in a car that ain't hers These bitches ain't raw fareal Oh no these bitches ain't raw fareal These niggas they be stunting with they big dawg money I touched down off the plane Copped a foreign on a Monday Them hoes in my DM Steady beggin for the guap But I ain't paying for nothing Gon make that pussy pop Niggas be flexing wit them bands Sike nigga that's prop money My bitches bad All my hoes they got money Niggas be stunting in they homeboy whips When it's time to ask for chips them niggas dip (Ol leeching ass nigga) Baby mamas broke got a nigga on child support But I ain't tripping 'cause I'm ballin like I'm Lonzo Cruising through the city with my niggas clutchin steel Jack what Rob who take what be fareal These niggas flexing on that gram Money phone to they ears That's for his big dawg Man we know that ain't his These niggas ain't raw fareal Oh no these niggas ain't raw fareal She swear to God she a dime And her man on her nerves Driving around the city In a car that ain't hers These bitches ain't raw fareal Oh no these bitches ain't raw fareal These niggas ain't really raw These bitches ain't really raw We don't believe you we need more people Who was really there and really saw When you had it or when you got it and all the times that you fucked if off You ain't got it Girl get a job Or find a man and suck him off Franchise I'm really raw These niggas they really nawh These niggas they really flaw Young nigga old law No matter how many times you post it We all know that's not your car No matter how many times you post it We all know that's not your car Raw Gods son they throwing they shade Them niggas a joke they been broke 365 days This is what happens when trying to block us I f*ck ya girl 10 different ways Then I put her out to catch plays F*ck bitches get paid These niggas flexing on that gram Money phone to they ears That's for his big dawg Man we know that ain't his These niggas ain't raw fareal Oh no these niggas ain't raw fareal She swear to God she a dime And her man on her nerves Driving around the city in a car that ain't hers These bitches ain't raw fareal Oh no these bitches ain't raw fareal
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Written by: Corey Williams, Larry Francis
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