Appetite

[Hook]

I got an appetite for frame type

My lil' young nigga leave you niggas stanky

I don't know what the fuck you thinkin'

I don't know what the fuck you drinkin'

I got an appetite for frame type

My lil' young nigga leave you niggas stanky

I don't know what you niggas drinkin'

I don't know what the fuck you thinkin'

[Verse 1]

John F Kennedy nigga

My style straight up killing you niggas

Red bottom, Balenciaga, Balmain

Like I got a bald head, nigga Michael jordan

Come and fly with me I'm on a private jet

Come and smoke with me I smoke a pound of ses

Rich Gang nigga I can get you out a lot of debt

Big faced chicks, like I hit the Georgia Lottery

Like I hit the jackpot too

Any bitches coming by the three

I'm at the royal pawn with all the ice

Build a hundred thousand on some dice

[Hook]

I got an appetite for frame type

My lil' young nigga leave you niggas stanky

I don't know what the fuck you thinkin'

I don't know what the fuck you drinkin'

I got an appetite for frame type

My lil' young nigga leave you niggas stanky

I don't know what you niggas drinkin'

I don't know what the fuck you thinkin'

[Verse 2]

I done washed my hands, with a lot of mula

Choppers in the night nigga, Freddie Krueger

Niggas scared, a million dollars

Run for president and they dead

Muhammed Ali nigga Cassius Clay

Hit the vault with the dope like anime

Beat the dope till the dope won't whip

Four Fifths hanging off a nigga hips

Spent eighty thousand bands Sak's Fifth

Twenty bucks from a hundred on the shoes

Spin your top nigga, put you on the news

Spent two-hundred-thirty-thousand on a coupe

[Hook]

I got an appetite for frame type

My lil' young nigga leave you niggas stanky

I don't know what the fuck you thinkin'

I don't know what the fuck you drinkin'

I got an appetite for frame type

My lil' young nigga leave you niggas stanky

I don't know what you niggas drinkin'

I don't know what the fuck you thinkin'

[Verse 3]

Driving under the influence of Benjamins

Ski mask over my face I'mma business man

Sixteen ounces of raw codeine

Swapped out five Ms with whoadie

These bitches that don't understand what go on behind the scene

I'm rocking my gold Audemar and that bitch will bling

You watching my watches

Not even knowing what my shit costs

Most of these niggas faking fugazi and they flossin'

Leasing your car, renting your jewelry, saying you bosses

Title the cars, title the houses, and my office

On the dime, my brother, my la familia, I'mma off him

Rich nigga shit I'm turning down million dollar offers

[Hook]

I got an appetite for frame type

My lil' young nigga leave you niggas stanky

I don't know what the fuck you thinkin'

I don't know what the fuck you drinkin'

I got an appetite for frame type

My lil' young nigga leave you niggas stanky

I don't know what you niggas drinkin'

I don't know what the fuck you thinkin'