F*ck it no frame for the face that I loved back up when I see you're fussed
I was like lay low bro don't strike
I was like lay low bro don't strike no
F*ck it no frame for the face that I loved back up when I see you're fussed
I was like lay low bro don't strike
I was like lay low bro don't strike no
Shout out to the dad got my back before I lit the match
Burnt ass got me running fast stop me shunnin math
Churn cash cop me something flash couldn't see the tag
Turn fast black clad mask rob me of my rags fast
Rasp in the gasp when I slip from the grasp
Cats in the bag I don't trip on the path
Throw glass in your ass of you snitch imma smash
Don't sit on the grass don't scratch at the gash
And I've been hunting like I'm gunning for the states
Get some zest all on my plate
Get the spots all off my face
Bet the drop gonna change their taste
Make em sour shit be laced
Takin showers in the rain
Rakingh making a
Making a change
Taking the reins
F*cking it up and I don't need a chain
Never amazed
All be the same
Tracing the rapper that got em a lane
Look at the veins
Look at the veins
You are the same
Check in a frame
Check in a frame
Don't need a chopper just live with the plain
F*ck it no frame for the face that I loved back up when I see you're fussed
I was like lay low bro don't strike
I was like lay low bro don't strike no
F*ck it no frame for the face that I loved back up when I see you're fussed
I was like lay low bro don't strike
I was like lay low bro don't strike no
F*ck a red nose I can see that you're a clown
Pull you to the ground in a juicy dressin gown
Donating a crown from the king to the crowd
Shout out to the men who be making daughter's proud
Dedicated to the scrounge
Medicated by the pound
Waiting for a lounge
Tryna rest before he's out
Said he's saving for a house
Shit I'm saving for a couch
Praying that my spouse don't be fighting with the mouse
That the check don't bounce
Bet the debt gonna let me down
Gotta be fed gotta be sound
Lotta regrets lotta recounts
Lotta respect lotta resound
Lottery bet settin me down
Settin me frowned set in a town
Set in the ground call me a rose
Told by the witches I'm a dope
Fold when they see me at a show
Pose for the picture with the goat
Solo in the post
Solo in the post
F*ck it no frame for the face that I loved back up when I see you're fussed
I was like lay low bro don't strike
I was like lay low bro don't strike no
F*ck it no frame for the face that I loved back up when I see you're fussed
I was like lay low bro don't strike
I was like lay low bro don't strike no
Martini - Zesty Lyrics
Martini - Zesty Lyrics
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F*ck it no frame for the face that I loved back up when I see you're fussed
I was like lay low bro don't strike
I was like lay low bro don't strike no
F*ck it no frame for the face that I loved back up when I see you're fussed
I was like lay low bro don't strike
I was like lay low bro don't strike no
Shout out to the dad got my back before I lit the match
Burnt ass got me running fast stop me shunnin math
Churn cash cop me something flash couldn't see the tag
Turn fast black clad mask rob me of my rags fast
Rasp in the gasp when I slip from the grasp
Cats in the bag I don't trip on the path
Throw glass in your ass of you snitch imma smash
Don't sit on the grass don't scratch at the gash
And I've been hunting like I'm gunning for the states
Get some zest all on my plate
Get the spots all off my face
Bet the drop gonna change their taste
Make em sour shit be laced
Takin showers in the rain
Rakingh making a
Making a change
Taking the reins
F*cking it up and I don't need a chain
Never amazed
All be the same
Tracing the rapper that got em a lane
Look at the veins
Look at the veins
You are the same
Check in a frame
Check in a frame
Don't need a chopper just live with the plain
F*ck it no frame for the face that I loved back up when I see you're fussed
I was like lay low bro don't strike
I was like lay low bro don't strike no
F*ck it no frame for the face that I loved back up when I see you're fussed
I was like lay low bro don't strike
I was like lay low bro don't strike no
F*ck a red nose I can see that you're a clown
Pull you to the ground in a juicy dressin gown
Donating a crown from the king to the crowd
Shout out to the men who be making daughter's proud
Dedicated to the scrounge
Medicated by the pound
Waiting for a lounge
Tryna rest before he's out
Said he's saving for a house
Shit I'm saving for a couch
Praying that my spouse don't be fighting with the mouse
That the check don't bounce
Bet the debt gonna let me down
Gotta be fed gotta be sound
Lotta regrets lotta recounts
Lotta respect lotta resound
Lottery bet settin me down
Settin me frowned set in a town
Set in the ground call me a rose
Told by the witches I'm a dope
Fold when they see me at a show
Pose for the picture with the goat
Solo in the post
Solo in the post
F*ck it no frame for the face that I loved back up when I see you're fussed
I was like lay low bro don't strike
I was like lay low bro don't strike no
F*ck it no frame for the face that I loved back up when I see you're fussed
I was like lay low bro don't strike
I was like lay low bro don't strike no
I was like lay low bro don't strike
I was like lay low bro don't strike no
F*ck it no frame for the face that I loved back up when I see you're fussed
I was like lay low bro don't strike
I was like lay low bro don't strike no
Shout out to the dad got my back before I lit the match
Burnt ass got me running fast stop me shunnin math
Churn cash cop me something flash couldn't see the tag
Turn fast black clad mask rob me of my rags fast
Rasp in the gasp when I slip from the grasp
Cats in the bag I don't trip on the path
Throw glass in your ass of you snitch imma smash
Don't sit on the grass don't scratch at the gash
And I've been hunting like I'm gunning for the states
Get some zest all on my plate
Get the spots all off my face
Bet the drop gonna change their taste
Make em sour shit be laced
Takin showers in the rain
Rakingh making a
Making a change
Taking the reins
F*cking it up and I don't need a chain
Never amazed
All be the same
Tracing the rapper that got em a lane
Look at the veins
Look at the veins
You are the same
Check in a frame
Check in a frame
Don't need a chopper just live with the plain
F*ck it no frame for the face that I loved back up when I see you're fussed
I was like lay low bro don't strike
I was like lay low bro don't strike no
F*ck it no frame for the face that I loved back up when I see you're fussed
I was like lay low bro don't strike
I was like lay low bro don't strike no
F*ck a red nose I can see that you're a clown
Pull you to the ground in a juicy dressin gown
Donating a crown from the king to the crowd
Shout out to the men who be making daughter's proud
Dedicated to the scrounge
Medicated by the pound
Waiting for a lounge
Tryna rest before he's out
Said he's saving for a house
Shit I'm saving for a couch
Praying that my spouse don't be fighting with the mouse
That the check don't bounce
Bet the debt gonna let me down
Gotta be fed gotta be sound
Lotta regrets lotta recounts
Lotta respect lotta resound
Lottery bet settin me down
Settin me frowned set in a town
Set in the ground call me a rose
Told by the witches I'm a dope
Fold when they see me at a show
Pose for the picture with the goat
Solo in the post
Solo in the post
F*ck it no frame for the face that I loved back up when I see you're fussed
I was like lay low bro don't strike
I was like lay low bro don't strike no
F*ck it no frame for the face that I loved back up when I see you're fussed
I was like lay low bro don't strike
I was like lay low bro don't strike no
Writer: Isaac Martin
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid