[Intro]
Ayy, what? Ayy, what? Ah, hold on, nah
(Honeywoodsix)
[Verse 1: Potter Payper]
I should probably call this one "Guns and Roses"
From all the rose gold and gunman poses
They ain't never done basic, that's one man's sosh's
Rottin' in the Ville with a hundred roaches
'Cause I got guns for the smoke and lungs for smokin'
On sight means I never really come to soak him
Can't you tell that I'm broke and I need love devotion?
I'm temperamental, don't be fuckin' with a thug's emotions
I can tell his TT, from I bust it open
I ain't never gotta tell my bitch to bust it open
I got a disorder, think I'm anti-social
Up the road every day, I'm doin' fifty golf balls
I donе about a thousand nights on Andy's sofa
I'm the one who cook crack and went and took that coastal
Whеn shit happens in the ends, I don't want no phone calls
I don't want no Snaps, let's just keep this old school
It's Frankie, not Franklin, but my lifestyle snowfall
I done years with the hammers, you should call man Noble
I got a ten-ten rocket, I don't take that Nobu
How you want the new me when you're still the old you?
Please make it make senses
You ever see icons in the trenches?
There's somethin' in your eye, there's a resemblance
And now they wanna fly, all expenses paid
I got a mansion just so I can get a sense of space
Ayy, what? Ayy, what? Ah, hold on, nah
(Honeywoodsix)
[Verse 1: Potter Payper]
I should probably call this one "Guns and Roses"
From all the rose gold and gunman poses
They ain't never done basic, that's one man's sosh's
Rottin' in the Ville with a hundred roaches
'Cause I got guns for the smoke and lungs for smokin'
On sight means I never really come to soak him
Can't you tell that I'm broke and I need love devotion?
I'm temperamental, don't be fuckin' with a thug's emotions
I can tell his TT, from I bust it open
I ain't never gotta tell my bitch to bust it open
I got a disorder, think I'm anti-social
Up the road every day, I'm doin' fifty golf balls
I donе about a thousand nights on Andy's sofa
I'm the one who cook crack and went and took that coastal
Whеn shit happens in the ends, I don't want no phone calls
I don't want no Snaps, let's just keep this old school
It's Frankie, not Franklin, but my lifestyle snowfall
I done years with the hammers, you should call man Noble
I got a ten-ten rocket, I don't take that Nobu
How you want the new me when you're still the old you?
Please make it make senses
You ever see icons in the trenches?
There's somethin' in your eye, there's a resemblance
And now they wanna fly, all expenses paid
I got a mansion just so I can get a sense of space
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