Money stretching like elastic
Flipping paper acrobatic
Haters they keep watching drastic
Wanna know my tactic
Why you say your bitch her ass thick
When it's really out of plastic
Big bag, catch that
Prize tag, what's that?
Eyes on the paper, ain't no case
Only dollar bills all in my face
Good luck keeping up with the pace
'Cause my flow at the moment be doing the race
I am a dog that you can't tame
These bitches calling for the same thang
Wanna gang bang backshots bang bang
She a bad thing man gotta pray for her man, amen, aye
Stacking all the bread 'till I get to the moon
All these hoes they be hoping to see me again soon
In the Audi, yea, bitch I zoom
All these trash rappers, on this track i doom
Passing this shit right to my broski
He said "enough?" I said "Man I'm lowkey
High in the sky just give me a minute and I'll be oki"
I am way colder that Wim Hof can be
All these haters they cannot stand me
All these haters they envy me, but I'm still the MVP.
Let me slow it down
Pussy where I drown
You won't get the crown
You are just a clown
Froncu in the building
Shit is f*cking going down
All the fire I be causing
Just by blasting sounds
No, I don't hear what these haters have to say
'Cause I will be me forever 'till the end of my last day
Wait, wait, okay, they always say another day
But they never ever work, how you wanna make it to the top
Money stretching like elastic
Flipping paper acrobatic
Haters they keep watching drastic
Wanna know my tactic
Why you say your bitch her ass thick
When it's really out of plastic
Big bag, catch that
Prize tag, what's that?
Eyes on the paper, ain't no case
Only dollar bills all in my face
Good luck keeping up with the pace
'Cause my flow at the moment be doing the race
I am a dog that you can't tame
These bitches calling for the same thang
Wanna gang bang backshots bang bang
She a bad thing man gotta pray for her man, amen, aye
Froncu - Prize Tag Lyrics
Froncu - Prize Tag Lyrics
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Money stretching like elastic
Flipping paper acrobatic
Haters they keep watching drastic
Wanna know my tactic
Why you say your bitch her ass thick
When it's really out of plastic
Big bag, catch that
Prize tag, what's that?
Eyes on the paper, ain't no case
Only dollar bills all in my face
Good luck keeping up with the pace
'Cause my flow at the moment be doing the race
I am a dog that you can't tame
These bitches calling for the same thang
Wanna gang bang backshots bang bang
She a bad thing man gotta pray for her man, amen, aye
Stacking all the bread 'till I get to the moon
All these hoes they be hoping to see me again soon
In the Audi, yea, bitch I zoom
All these trash rappers, on this track i doom
Passing this shit right to my broski
He said "enough?" I said "Man I'm lowkey
High in the sky just give me a minute and I'll be oki"
I am way colder that Wim Hof can be
All these haters they cannot stand me
All these haters they envy me, but I'm still the MVP.
Let me slow it down
Pussy where I drown
You won't get the crown
You are just a clown
Froncu in the building
Shit is f*cking going down
All the fire I be causing
Just by blasting sounds
No, I don't hear what these haters have to say
'Cause I will be me forever 'till the end of my last day
Wait, wait, okay, they always say another day
But they never ever work, how you wanna make it to the top
Money stretching like elastic
Flipping paper acrobatic
Haters they keep watching drastic
Wanna know my tactic
Why you say your bitch her ass thick
When it's really out of plastic
Big bag, catch that
Prize tag, what's that?
Eyes on the paper, ain't no case
Only dollar bills all in my face
Good luck keeping up with the pace
'Cause my flow at the moment be doing the race
I am a dog that you can't tame
These bitches calling for the same thang
Wanna gang bang backshots bang bang
She a bad thing man gotta pray for her man, amen, aye
Flipping paper acrobatic
Haters they keep watching drastic
Wanna know my tactic
Why you say your bitch her ass thick
When it's really out of plastic
Big bag, catch that
Prize tag, what's that?
Eyes on the paper, ain't no case
Only dollar bills all in my face
Good luck keeping up with the pace
'Cause my flow at the moment be doing the race
I am a dog that you can't tame
These bitches calling for the same thang
Wanna gang bang backshots bang bang
She a bad thing man gotta pray for her man, amen, aye
Stacking all the bread 'till I get to the moon
All these hoes they be hoping to see me again soon
In the Audi, yea, bitch I zoom
All these trash rappers, on this track i doom
Passing this shit right to my broski
He said "enough?" I said "Man I'm lowkey
High in the sky just give me a minute and I'll be oki"
I am way colder that Wim Hof can be
All these haters they cannot stand me
All these haters they envy me, but I'm still the MVP.
Let me slow it down
Pussy where I drown
You won't get the crown
You are just a clown
Froncu in the building
Shit is f*cking going down
All the fire I be causing
Just by blasting sounds
No, I don't hear what these haters have to say
'Cause I will be me forever 'till the end of my last day
Wait, wait, okay, they always say another day
But they never ever work, how you wanna make it to the top
Money stretching like elastic
Flipping paper acrobatic
Haters they keep watching drastic
Wanna know my tactic
Why you say your bitch her ass thick
When it's really out of plastic
Big bag, catch that
Prize tag, what's that?
Eyes on the paper, ain't no case
Only dollar bills all in my face
Good luck keeping up with the pace
'Cause my flow at the moment be doing the race
I am a dog that you can't tame
These bitches calling for the same thang
Wanna gang bang backshots bang bang
She a bad thing man gotta pray for her man, amen, aye
Writer: Jakub Fratczak
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid