Jaleel Dotson & Swaggy P - Francisco Lyrics

We want smoke
We want all the cancer
Hit up my line and I'm gone answer
Prancer shawty a freaky dancer
Talking bout putting my wrist in handcuffs
Chill shawty
I'm just tryna get and go
You can do that goofy shit with my bro
Imma slide on you then Imma go
Back to the sto
Back to the block
Pull up in the whip all red it's hot
Need a fan
Balling so hard you in the stands
Only friend I need is Benjamin's

Pull up in a mink coat
LV thong she dont need to rock pink no mo
If he ain't got it I'm paying for me and bro
Nigga I ain't need no hope
Knew I was gone make it
Stay down till you up
Took time but nigga I waited
Got em hating
Got a bad bitch in the back doing back bends like the matrix

This real life on my life I can't fake it
Gotta take off in a jet like a spaceship
Got it from the mud to the streets to the pavement
No Friday everyday is a payment

I ain't hiding I ain't putting shit in the shade
I'm a live the life till the day I see the grave
All of my life they been riding wave
Praying the ship don't sink
Keep my eye on the prize lil nigga I don't blink
By next year body covered in ink
Money and power those big two things
I don't need yo respect I don't care what you think

I really care what you think aye
Bitch I been up for 3 days
24 hour on replay
12 am in atlanta
All my diamonds wet Tropicana
LV all on my bandana
F*ck bad white girls Hannah Montana

Number one stunna like baby , thugger
Drip too hard baby gunna
Don't worry bout me keep a gunna
Code 19 we gotta runner
Run it up like a track team
Want mike Amiri all on my Jeans
Want red bottoms for my feet
Hating on me get off my meat

But back to the basics
Rapping got me some hoes I think I need a waitlist
I can't take it
All of this attention gotta stay humble till I make it
Niggas gone talk always gotta say it
But whole time Im in the playlist
I know they get mad when I say this
Spitting facts all facts no fake shit
Facts no fiction we a make a nigga go missing
Word to my brother Rico
Shorty gone shoot she not gone hit cause we don't love these hoes
All of my niggas we stand ten ties
K make em dance no disco
Bitch I'm on it like commando
Got the block hot no Franscico