Put that gun down you a bitch not a shooter
Same lil nigha talking hard on computers
Im the type to see his ass in public then mute him mute him
Gotta stay quiet when i menover
You a bad bitch know ya man dont wanna lose ya
Tell him keep ya on a leash Rique might do ya
Bezel got the rocks like boogers
Cut a nigha up while he sleep like kruger
Franchise boys on blast
Lean with it rock wit it then ima dab
In a hellcat know that thing on smash
Drippin the sauce might as well call me splash
Franchise boys on blast
I took his hoe and now he's very mad
Hop in a foreign you hop in a cab
Now know look whose goin out sad
In Antioch Tennessee with the blazer
Hey
You know ill be happy to fade ya
Im yo new barber run up get this taper
I am know snail so the salt dont phase me
Baby
You couldve been in a cedez
But you want a broke boy so you gone look so crazy
If he test me you know ill have to slay him
Spit fire like a dragon but fly like Aladdin
Damn
Pulled off on a red flying carpet
Not talking the store but i think you're a target
Dont beef if you didn't think to finish while starting
Cause im trained to burn a nigga like a arsonist
I smoke that pack smell like anthrax
Cookie an codeine my starter kit
Been doin it so long mane i started it
I ain't debating if bread not the argument
Put that gun down you a bitch not a shooter
Same lil nigha talking hard on computers
Im the type to see his ass in public then mute him mute him
Gotta stay quiet when i menover
You a bad bitch know ya man dont wanna lose ya
Tell him keep ya on a leash Rique might do ya
Bezel got the rocks like boogers
Cut a nigha up while he sleep like kruger
Franchise boys on blast
Lean with it rock wit it then ima dab
In a hellcat know that thing on smash
Drippin the sauce might as well call me splash
Franchise boys on blast
I took his hoe and now he's very mad
Hop in a foreign you hop in a cab
Now know look whose goin out sad
Franchise boys on smash
Nigga try me that's his ass
Ain't no stepping in the grass
Leave his ass in a trash bag
Scratch off
Do the dash
Bitch I go up on smash
Smash off and count them racks
Count them racks then get another sack
Get another sack then double my racks cause you know I gotta tax
You know I gotta tax
Tax his ass like Carfax
You know I got the racks
Pull up it smell like thrax
Hop in the back get out
Don't get smacked
Nigga don't try to jack
Try to jack you get whacked
Might hit your bitch from the back
Then we'll smoke up yo thrax
Smoking yo shit with yo bitch
Then she come chill with the clique
All my niggas 10 toes
And they gone stand on they on 2
Just me and Ronday riding in a coupe
Bitch I'm hot come blow me like soup
KFC all these chickens in a coop
This shit I'm smoking looking like fruit loops
Y'all niggas talk so tough on Snapchat
But ain't gone shoot
I need the loot
Just give me the loot
I feel like Biggie Smalls in this bitch
Without that computer nigga you a bitch
Get in that jam I know you gone snitch
Or better yet you gone fold like a ribbon
If we see 12 nigga then we dipping
You know all my niggas they dripping
And if they shooting they praying they hitting
Like the lotto bitch
All I smoke is gelato
Riding in a big body no Tahoe
Keep a shooter wherever I go
Bitch I'm a pro
You can't keep the bands
Mosburg it's gone take off yo ass
I just pass the gas
My nigga excuse me pass the cookies you niggas rookies
Put that gun down you a bitch not a shooter
Same lil nigha talking hard on computers
Im the type to see his ass in public then mute him mute him
Gotta stay quiet when i menover
You a bad bitch know ya man dont wanna lose ya
Tell him keep ya on a leash Rique might do ya
Bezel got the rocks like boogers
Cut a nigha up while he sleep like kruger
Franchise boys on blast
Lean with it rock wit it then ima dab
In a hellcat know that thing on smash
Drippin the sauce might as well call me splash
Franchise boys on blast
I took his hoe and now he's very mad
Hop in a foreign you hop in a cab
Now know look whose goin out sad
Yup
Yup
Yup
Yup
Yup
Franchise Boys (feat. Bossman & Big Kanelo) Video (MV)
Performed By: Rique
Language: English
Length: 4:12
Written by: Caleb Jenkins, Devonte Talley, Shannon Standard
Rique - Franchise Boys (feat. Bossman & Big Kanelo) Lyrics
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Put that gun down you a bitch not a shooter
Same lil nigha talking hard on computers
Im the type to see his ass in public then mute him mute him
Gotta stay quiet when i menover
You a bad bitch know ya man dont wanna lose ya
Tell him keep ya on a leash Rique might do ya
Bezel got the rocks like boogers
Cut a nigha up while he sleep like kruger
Franchise boys on blast
Lean with it rock wit it then ima dab
In a hellcat know that thing on smash
Drippin the sauce might as well call me splash
Franchise boys on blast
I took his hoe and now he's very mad
Hop in a foreign you hop in a cab
Now know look whose goin out sad
In Antioch Tennessee with the blazer
Hey
You know ill be happy to fade ya
Im yo new barber run up get this taper
I am know snail so the salt dont phase me
Baby
You couldve been in a cedez
But you want a broke boy so you gone look so crazy
If he test me you know ill have to slay him
Spit fire like a dragon but fly like Aladdin
Damn
Pulled off on a red flying carpet
Not talking the store but i think you're a target
Dont beef if you didn't think to finish while starting
Cause im trained to burn a nigga like a arsonist
I smoke that pack smell like anthrax
Cookie an codeine my starter kit
Been doin it so long mane i started it
I ain't debating if bread not the argument
Put that gun down you a bitch not a shooter
Same lil nigha talking hard on computers
Im the type to see his ass in public then mute him mute him
Gotta stay quiet when i menover
You a bad bitch know ya man dont wanna lose ya
Tell him keep ya on a leash Rique might do ya
Bezel got the rocks like boogers
Cut a nigha up while he sleep like kruger
Franchise boys on blast
Lean with it rock wit it then ima dab
In a hellcat know that thing on smash
Drippin the sauce might as well call me splash
Franchise boys on blast
I took his hoe and now he's very mad
Hop in a foreign you hop in a cab
Now know look whose goin out sad
Franchise boys on smash
Nigga try me that's his ass
Ain't no stepping in the grass
Leave his ass in a trash bag
Scratch off
Do the dash
Bitch I go up on smash
Smash off and count them racks
Count them racks then get another sack
Get another sack then double my racks cause you know I gotta tax
You know I gotta tax
Tax his ass like Carfax
You know I got the racks
Pull up it smell like thrax
Hop in the back get out
Don't get smacked
Nigga don't try to jack
Try to jack you get whacked
Might hit your bitch from the back
Then we'll smoke up yo thrax
Smoking yo shit with yo bitch
Then she come chill with the clique
All my niggas 10 toes
And they gone stand on they on 2
Just me and Ronday riding in a coupe
Bitch I'm hot come blow me like soup
KFC all these chickens in a coop
This shit I'm smoking looking like fruit loops
Y'all niggas talk so tough on Snapchat
But ain't gone shoot
I need the loot
Just give me the loot
I feel like Biggie Smalls in this bitch
Without that computer nigga you a bitch
Get in that jam I know you gone snitch
Or better yet you gone fold like a ribbon
If we see 12 nigga then we dipping
You know all my niggas they dripping
And if they shooting they praying they hitting
Like the lotto bitch
All I smoke is gelato
Riding in a big body no Tahoe
Keep a shooter wherever I go
Bitch I'm a pro
You can't keep the bands
Mosburg it's gone take off yo ass
I just pass the gas
My nigga excuse me pass the cookies you niggas rookies
Put that gun down you a bitch not a shooter
Same lil nigha talking hard on computers
Im the type to see his ass in public then mute him mute him
Gotta stay quiet when i menover
You a bad bitch know ya man dont wanna lose ya
Tell him keep ya on a leash Rique might do ya
Bezel got the rocks like boogers
Cut a nigha up while he sleep like kruger
Franchise boys on blast
Lean with it rock wit it then ima dab
In a hellcat know that thing on smash
Drippin the sauce might as well call me splash
Franchise boys on blast
I took his hoe and now he's very mad
Hop in a foreign you hop in a cab
Now know look whose goin out sad
Yup
Yup
Yup
Yup
Yup
Same lil nigha talking hard on computers
Im the type to see his ass in public then mute him mute him
Gotta stay quiet when i menover
You a bad bitch know ya man dont wanna lose ya
Tell him keep ya on a leash Rique might do ya
Bezel got the rocks like boogers
Cut a nigha up while he sleep like kruger
Franchise boys on blast
Lean with it rock wit it then ima dab
In a hellcat know that thing on smash
Drippin the sauce might as well call me splash
Franchise boys on blast
I took his hoe and now he's very mad
Hop in a foreign you hop in a cab
Now know look whose goin out sad
In Antioch Tennessee with the blazer
Hey
You know ill be happy to fade ya
Im yo new barber run up get this taper
I am know snail so the salt dont phase me
Baby
You couldve been in a cedez
But you want a broke boy so you gone look so crazy
If he test me you know ill have to slay him
Spit fire like a dragon but fly like Aladdin
Damn
Pulled off on a red flying carpet
Not talking the store but i think you're a target
Dont beef if you didn't think to finish while starting
Cause im trained to burn a nigga like a arsonist
I smoke that pack smell like anthrax
Cookie an codeine my starter kit
Been doin it so long mane i started it
I ain't debating if bread not the argument
Put that gun down you a bitch not a shooter
Same lil nigha talking hard on computers
Im the type to see his ass in public then mute him mute him
Gotta stay quiet when i menover
You a bad bitch know ya man dont wanna lose ya
Tell him keep ya on a leash Rique might do ya
Bezel got the rocks like boogers
Cut a nigha up while he sleep like kruger
Franchise boys on blast
Lean with it rock wit it then ima dab
In a hellcat know that thing on smash
Drippin the sauce might as well call me splash
Franchise boys on blast
I took his hoe and now he's very mad
Hop in a foreign you hop in a cab
Now know look whose goin out sad
Franchise boys on smash
Nigga try me that's his ass
Ain't no stepping in the grass
Leave his ass in a trash bag
Scratch off
Do the dash
Bitch I go up on smash
Smash off and count them racks
Count them racks then get another sack
Get another sack then double my racks cause you know I gotta tax
You know I gotta tax
Tax his ass like Carfax
You know I got the racks
Pull up it smell like thrax
Hop in the back get out
Don't get smacked
Nigga don't try to jack
Try to jack you get whacked
Might hit your bitch from the back
Then we'll smoke up yo thrax
Smoking yo shit with yo bitch
Then she come chill with the clique
All my niggas 10 toes
And they gone stand on they on 2
Just me and Ronday riding in a coupe
Bitch I'm hot come blow me like soup
KFC all these chickens in a coop
This shit I'm smoking looking like fruit loops
Y'all niggas talk so tough on Snapchat
But ain't gone shoot
I need the loot
Just give me the loot
I feel like Biggie Smalls in this bitch
Without that computer nigga you a bitch
Get in that jam I know you gone snitch
Or better yet you gone fold like a ribbon
If we see 12 nigga then we dipping
You know all my niggas they dripping
And if they shooting they praying they hitting
Like the lotto bitch
All I smoke is gelato
Riding in a big body no Tahoe
Keep a shooter wherever I go
Bitch I'm a pro
You can't keep the bands
Mosburg it's gone take off yo ass
I just pass the gas
My nigga excuse me pass the cookies you niggas rookies
Put that gun down you a bitch not a shooter
Same lil nigha talking hard on computers
Im the type to see his ass in public then mute him mute him
Gotta stay quiet when i menover
You a bad bitch know ya man dont wanna lose ya
Tell him keep ya on a leash Rique might do ya
Bezel got the rocks like boogers
Cut a nigha up while he sleep like kruger
Franchise boys on blast
Lean with it rock wit it then ima dab
In a hellcat know that thing on smash
Drippin the sauce might as well call me splash
Franchise boys on blast
I took his hoe and now he's very mad
Hop in a foreign you hop in a cab
Now know look whose goin out sad
Yup
Yup
Yup
Yup
Yup
Writer: Caleb Jenkins, Devonte Talley, Shannon Standard
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid