Guitar Session 045 Frank Beats (Ft. Fr33Bandit & Quelly Woo)

[Intro]
(Ooh, Frank)

[Chorus: Fr33Bandit]
Like, got so many feelings that's bottled inside (On God)
Stayin' humble but I'll never swallow my pride (At all)
So I'm steppin', only puttin' trust inside my weapon
Followin' God but don't know where I'm headed (At all)
Hope Heaven, feel like it's hell where I'm livin' (Where I'm livin')
Cut off some niggas I loved
Had to tell them, "Good riddance" (Good riddance)
So don't get in your feelings

[Verse 1: Quelly Woo]
So don't get in your bag
Traded the love for Percys, I feel better
Catch a tan, no matter the weather
She wanna fuck, but shе got a fella
Will I make it to Heavеn? I hope so
My demon talk to me like, "Nah, it's a no-go"
When I needed you, you was a no-show
Totin' on Jojo, I got the Mojo
We some demons protected by angels
Circle your block like some turntables
One day gon' say to my mom I'm on cable
Like, damn, your baby made it
Even though everyone hated
Knew I was chosen, I never debated
Now it's Dior for the fragrance
Now it's LV for the buckle
Like, damn, y'all niggas in trouble
When I throw, I know Bandit throwin' double
I just wanna see red like Knuckle
She met the Woo, now she wet like puddle
Like, damn, she wanna tussle
Hop in the bed like she ready to rumble
Feel like Gunna, that bitch wanna rest
Whenever you fallin', just know I'ma catch—