To Be Frank

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yo

[Chorus]
Smoke my blunt in peace, nigga, rest in peace
Got a plug overseas, bitch, overseas
If you ain't talking money, please don't talk to me
If you ain't talking money, please don't talk to me

[Verse]
Yeah, know Jake, man, he Jewish with the paper
So you know the new crib got a couple acres
And my new Benz, had to go and get the face lift
'Cause my bitch say she wanna fuck where it's spacious
Look, I don't even listen to the rap shit
I just bump Frank Sinatra
'Cause my daddy was a OG, you feel me?
Fuck you talkin' 'bout? Make a blind ho feel me
Activate, activate, yeah
Forty-two, forty-two, big four twos on the neck
Yeah, niggas ain't a threat, got 'em pressed (Yeah)
Been a little minute since my mama been stressed, that's a flex
Put a rock on my girl hand, she the best
Run the city in my slops and a vest
Hit the beams like a motherfuckin' X-Man
Fuck the secretary while she signin' out my checks, man
Not a sprint, it's a marathon and I'm gone (Yeah)
Banging on my chest, great ape
Got 'em on fuckin' ten like the saying, ayy, came to innovate
Niggas came to emulate
Realest nigga 'til I disintegrate
Yeah, yeah man, fuck 'em
I had to son 'em, I had to bun 'em, there's no one like him
The most flyest, the Royal highness
Shine, hit combo-combo like Street Fighter
Then I'm—

[Chorus]
Smoke my blunt in peace, nigga, rest in peace
Got a plug oversea, bitch, oversea
If you ain't talking money, please don't talk to me (To me)
If you don't talk to money, please don't talk to me (Yeah, yeah)