Frank Nitty FBE Starks & Babyfxce E

[Intro]
(Lorenz, don't stop)
(FBE shit)

[Verse 1: FBE Starks]
I had to toss another Glock, the boys steady tryna get me
I'm out here ridin' with plan B, that mean I'm ridin' 'round with fifty
She text me out the blue she hate me, so I'm knowin' that she miss me
I put my bitch in new designer, she don't own a pair of Miss Mes
I'm in this shit by myself, I don't need a whole committee
MVP of this bitch, I feel like Frank Nitty
You ain't even got no clothes, why you tryna throw a fit with me?
You ain't never been on the road, why you tryna go on a trip with me?
Me and Will on Hill Road, no, you can't get filled for free
Shout out to the hoes who never chosе, they fucked him and me
If somеbody try to do you bold, that's your enemy
I can't let 'em catch me with no pole, that's the end of me
You must've heard we catch up with niggas
I got a freaky-ass chop, it like touchin' niggas
This bitch done fucked the whole block, now she cuffin' niggas
I'll never wait in line, I like cuttin' niggas
Bitch, I'll never drink off you, you catch nut for niggas
Bitch, why the fuck would I trust you and I don't trust my niggas?
When I pull up outside, I get to rushin' bitches
We be outside in E West with them Russian bitches
Why you tryna bring a cum rag to the riches?
Why this bitch outside poppin' bottles and she ain't do the dishes?
Starks for president, bitch, I'm still the leading politician
The only way you talkin' to me if you got a proposition