Franky Lymon

[Verse 1: Fat Ray]

Question: anybody still checkin' for bars?

Only a couple of cities gritty as ours

We buckle up and ride with the mob

I'm dope, boy, I'm gold BBSes on the Saab

We knuckle up and dance with the stars

I took it from the saran to the jars

Me and Black the men for the job

They upset when they see the effects of the cause

Ladies man, I'm studyin' a broad

Eighty bands to get 'em in the door

Soon as you in the gym, they applaud

Blam, blam, put you back in the hands of the Lord

Corny-ass little niggas, The Children of the Corn

Evеrything Off-White, nigga, what is you on?

I'm what the lords allow, this ain't a warnin'

I'll chase you out of Earth likе the son of the mornin'

Put you in the dirt with what's under the garment

I'm from a rock to a comet

I blew a blunt from the shaman

Who took the wrath from the Armen?

It's bad blood on them diamonds

A bunch of bullshit on top of perpetual timin'

These hoes think I'm Frankie Lymon, roo

[Interlude: Bruiser Wolf]

Huh

[Verse 2: Bruiser Wolf]

Yeah, you guessed it

Inhale, I made the guest list

Movin' powder like Nesquik (Like Nesquik)

We play foul, all our suits is double-breasted

Uh, the power vested in me, like a drug test, I'm measuring P (I'm measuring P)

Convince my lady to carry four and a baby

If you believe, you can conceive

Uh, crowd our vision, we trips to Belize

Make her forget the police (Shh)

Ask what we gon' eat on the beach (On the beach)

You ain't got a text in months

Your bitch got her top done

I'm just checkin' for lumps (I'm checkin' for lumps)

She want y'all to workout, I told her, "Never give up" (Baby, never give up)

You asked God for me, but I'm just a devil in buffs (Devil in buffs)

I can't see you again, my schedule is booked

It's gon' be alright, baby girl, don't give me that look

I hugged her and gave her a push on the tush

Polarizin', I need to step, they ain't know the risin' (They ain't know the risin')

Got fired a day later and bought shares of cocaine

Became a day trader (Listen)

Catch you at the parlour, Colombian necktie

Message for a couple dollars

Writin' these bars so hard, I'm 'bout to tear a pen (Huh)

You was up, now you'll end in the rear like Marilyn (Listen)

In Baltimore, they say, "You different"

They stress it, it's perplexin'

I only mirrored my reflection

Uh, people on the exterior

Try to modify my blessings

[Skit]

Just keep an opened mind, because today

I'm gonna show you, and everyone watching, how to tap into this power we have deep down inside us

And we just don't know how to turn it on