Nobody's iller, man, when it comes to the pen
Man, we're always winning and we're back at it again
I just took three shots, man, add those to the blunts I smoke
And I'm staying focused while I'm counting up this dough
Whoo, nobody's iller, man, when it comes to the pen
Man, we're always winning and we're back at it again
I just took three shots, man, add those to the blunts I smoke
And I'm staying focused while I'm counting up this dough
Honestly don't care for the opps, they almost bad as the cops
Chokin' us, want resisting to stop, I won't stop, I'm on go
Pour a cup of yellow, you talk fast and listen slow, like a hoe
Then you wonder where your businеss go
F*ck everything that you thought, Franco in the spot
Look at all of thе goons that I brought
Aye, f*ck the fake, keep it real or get dropped
And I put that on the block
No hope for these niggas, no hope for these bitches
Eight shots of tequila, I'm losin' My vision
Envision all my haters see the way that I'm living
They probably still dissin', but I can't see them
My diamonds, they glisten
Unlike some of y 'all dudes, the bottoms where I started
Writer's block, got lighters ready to spark it
Give me 40 seconds, lighting blunts up like targets
Silence these f*ck niggas with my steeze
Niggas only mad 'cause they ain't counting cheese
While I'm adding O's to bank accounts overseas
I am blowing through this paper, you'll think my pocket sneezed
Bless me
Nobody's iller, man, when it comes to the pen
Man, we're always winning and we're back at it again
I just took three shots, man, add those to the blunts I smoke
And I'm staying focused while I'm counting up this dough
Whoo, nobody's iller, man, when it comes to the pen
Man, we're always winning and we're back at it again
I just took three shots, man, add those to the blunts I smoke
And I'm staying focused while I'm counting up this dough
FKA FRANCO - Throne Lyrics
FKA FRANCO - Throne Lyrics
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Nobody's iller, man, when it comes to the pen
Man, we're always winning and we're back at it again
I just took three shots, man, add those to the blunts I smoke
And I'm staying focused while I'm counting up this dough
Whoo, nobody's iller, man, when it comes to the pen
Man, we're always winning and we're back at it again
I just took three shots, man, add those to the blunts I smoke
And I'm staying focused while I'm counting up this dough
Honestly don't care for the opps, they almost bad as the cops
Chokin' us, want resisting to stop, I won't stop, I'm on go
Pour a cup of yellow, you talk fast and listen slow, like a hoe
Then you wonder where your businеss go
F*ck everything that you thought, Franco in the spot
Look at all of thе goons that I brought
Aye, f*ck the fake, keep it real or get dropped
And I put that on the block
No hope for these niggas, no hope for these bitches
Eight shots of tequila, I'm losin' My vision
Envision all my haters see the way that I'm living
They probably still dissin', but I can't see them
My diamonds, they glisten
Unlike some of y 'all dudes, the bottoms where I started
Writer's block, got lighters ready to spark it
Give me 40 seconds, lighting blunts up like targets
Silence these f*ck niggas with my steeze
Niggas only mad 'cause they ain't counting cheese
While I'm adding O's to bank accounts overseas
I am blowing through this paper, you'll think my pocket sneezed
Bless me
Nobody's iller, man, when it comes to the pen
Man, we're always winning and we're back at it again
I just took three shots, man, add those to the blunts I smoke
And I'm staying focused while I'm counting up this dough
Whoo, nobody's iller, man, when it comes to the pen
Man, we're always winning and we're back at it again
I just took three shots, man, add those to the blunts I smoke
And I'm staying focused while I'm counting up this dough
Man, we're always winning and we're back at it again
I just took three shots, man, add those to the blunts I smoke
And I'm staying focused while I'm counting up this dough
Whoo, nobody's iller, man, when it comes to the pen
Man, we're always winning and we're back at it again
I just took three shots, man, add those to the blunts I smoke
And I'm staying focused while I'm counting up this dough
Honestly don't care for the opps, they almost bad as the cops
Chokin' us, want resisting to stop, I won't stop, I'm on go
Pour a cup of yellow, you talk fast and listen slow, like a hoe
Then you wonder where your businеss go
F*ck everything that you thought, Franco in the spot
Look at all of thе goons that I brought
Aye, f*ck the fake, keep it real or get dropped
And I put that on the block
No hope for these niggas, no hope for these bitches
Eight shots of tequila, I'm losin' My vision
Envision all my haters see the way that I'm living
They probably still dissin', but I can't see them
My diamonds, they glisten
Unlike some of y 'all dudes, the bottoms where I started
Writer's block, got lighters ready to spark it
Give me 40 seconds, lighting blunts up like targets
Silence these f*ck niggas with my steeze
Niggas only mad 'cause they ain't counting cheese
While I'm adding O's to bank accounts overseas
I am blowing through this paper, you'll think my pocket sneezed
Bless me
Nobody's iller, man, when it comes to the pen
Man, we're always winning and we're back at it again
I just took three shots, man, add those to the blunts I smoke
And I'm staying focused while I'm counting up this dough
Whoo, nobody's iller, man, when it comes to the pen
Man, we're always winning and we're back at it again
I just took three shots, man, add those to the blunts I smoke
And I'm staying focused while I'm counting up this dough
Writer: Frank Hogan
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