YCMG Franko - Intro Lyrics

Franko Franko
Killing competition
I'm something vicious
Still Stomping bitches
Yeen hear far from finished
I'm topic trending
Basquiat when I paint pics with my penman
Don't see the ending
This the beginning
That's why my ops cringing
YCMG the movement
We making waves when records spinning
Set bar high
That's how stars rise
To make sure their team winning

Verse 2:
Underdog
So unrated
That's why nobody don't mess wit us
I built this brand on my own
If you don't like it
I really don't give a f*ck
Sipping out of them double cups
Pour a pint of lean
That muddy stuff
I came up from the bottom
Not afraid to get my hands dirty bruh
Boss Dogg with a big bite and a loud bark
So don't play with me
Tommy gun unload a 100 rounds
Take it back to the 1930's G's

Verse 3:
Beast Mode on these beats
Franko bringing the heat
Make this shit look so easy
I could murk this track in my sleep
The game is up for keeps
So put me amongst the elites
Money keeps on piling
I keep adding cars to my fleet
I hope fireman got a fire extinguisher
I'm fire to the roof
Spitting flames in the booth
To show that Franko the truth

Verse 4:
King of south
I said it
I meant it
Bow Down and kiss my pinky ring that's pimpin
Only lay and play with the baddest on women
Who csses and titties
Will add to my image
Really
I'm bleed this game until it's empty
silly
My chick bad and sudiddy
Try to holla at her
Yeen gone get no play
Cause she looking straight past you for really
So don't check bout whoa
I'm all about my dough
That right there fo sho
Play these hoes like tic tac toe

Verse 5:
YCMG welcome ion think nobody felt em
Different type of vibe
Call it inclement weather
Still it's whatever
Pockets so deep with this cheddar
That if I make it rain
It's best for you to seek shelter
Or get you get your shit together
Cause the boat sailing
I'm parasailing
Over ya head
Metaphorically
Let it marinate
It may take a sec

Verse 6:
I'm royalty and I know that
Instant classic and throwback
Promise you that's a sho fact
Cnd Franko will never hold back
Bar for bar throughout the whole track
Game for free and pimpin no tax
Foot on necks ain't giving no slack
Platinum plaques for all the dope tracks
Producers produce
Cause I'm a dope act
Check my resume it show stats
Stuck to your brain like a thumb tac
I'm to far gone I can't come back

Verse 7:
My new life is outrageous
Spit a flow that's so contagious
Franko far from basic
Real and ain't no faking