The 24th Hour (Intro)

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Frankie X

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Hopping out the foreign
I ain't flexing though
ninety three, I'm blowing gas
I'm blowing Texaco
I been fucking up this money
Like I'm supposed to
Everything I drive exotic, and my hoes too
Running off of Zephyrhills and Russian Creams
Them peoples wanna kick it
I ain't trynna speak
I'm just caught up in my head lately
Only thing I wanna do is count the dead faces

Money make the model, I look like a check
I got tired of being modest, now I gotta flex
Dipped my fingers in that water, now my pinky wet
Ain't nobody going harder, I need my respect
You can't name another nigga hot as me
Popping since a youngin
Always knew I was a prodigy
They gon overlook me, but that shit don't ever bother me
I got my commas up, turned them bitches to apostrophes
Bitch I'm in that zone
I'm in my two, three
Only f*ck with classy women
Not no groupies
I could never go out sad bout no hoochie
Rather go and get a bag, count the blue cheese
Cash over coochie
Yeah, yeah
Balling, balling, balling
Don't need no assist
Okay, okay
Heard that money calling I know who it is
I'm on my way
I got used to lavish, ain't no settling
Remember I ain't used to have it
Now I'm settled in

I don't do no cap raps
Ain't no lying I'm a tiger to these rap cats
I'm the hardest Rican rapping
That's a fat fact
Got your bitch all on my bicho
Take her back
She's a gnat gnat
Off of me
Ain't shit you could offer me
Got a solid circle
And some bitches who'll get off for me
Mix that with the skrilla and the drugs
The loyalty and love
And I'm good baby
I could change the block and make the hood wavy
Yeah, yeah

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