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Wiz Khalifa

The Kid Frankie Pt. 2

 

The Kid Frankie Pt. 2

(album: Wiz Got Wings - 2021)


[Chevy Woods:]
Yeah, I pull up weed scented, blowing trees all in it
Look, it's still all good if you ain't seen me in a minute
West coast living, west coast women
Midwest nigga doing west coast business
I done seen it all
See me off the net, look like you seen a ghost
My niggas been down since day one, I gotta keep 'em close
I'm good with numbers, I can count it backwards
Ain't talking hood bitches when they pull up with the ratchets
I know the game like the back of my hand
Just gotta stick to the plan
Keep it clean, it's lower chances at jam
Roll another one
How can I fold? I'm my mother's son
Could never be convinced to take another run
You fucking dumb? Guess so
She don't wanna let go
Nigga, you can't roll if you ain't pinching on a petrol
No shorts on the money
You gotta make it right
Bought so many one time, the plug told me "Make the price"
Nigga, nice

[Wiz Khalifa:]
While you talking it, I don't got time for that, I'm out here living it (Oh-woah)
And you know that we doing them thangs 'cause we out here getting it
I rep the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
I rep the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, oh-woah

Damn, it feel good to see Taylors up on it
And bringing real ones to the forefront
My car filled up with smoke
2021 controlled by remotes
Them haters don't come close
Used to be hard to celebrate birthdays, now it's champagne toast
Placing bets, racing jets
Pick a time to land
Five hundred grand to whoever get there the closest
Those are points of success when you put the plan in motion
You got one foot in, one out, I got both in
Able to hold shit down with more spin
Everybody got free will 'long as you willing to deal with the consequences
Lot of players at my dinner, that's a lot of dishes
And you the ones that gotta clean it

While you talking it, I don't got time for that, I'm out here living it (Oh-woah)
And you know that we doing them thangs 'cause we out here getting it
I rep the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
I rep the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, oh-woah

Everything is real, exactly how we claimed
Just got another strain, I just gotta name it
She used to smoke joints to "The Kid Frankie"
Wizzle got wings, Wizzle got everything
Ask Chevy Woods; money good, can't complain
Real niggas ain't going out of style, we gon' stay here

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