It's big dutty stinkin Frisco
Back up in the suttin
None of these wasteman can't tell me nuttin
I been eating for a likkle bit my belly's half full
So you can still get nyamed like curry goat mutton
Got a hunger for the P, for the P I'm glutton
So I dare a guy ramp for my food
My likkle dargs roll with shanks in their shoes
Who wants suttin
I got snipers that'll shoot at your goons
I got haters hatin, debatin, prayin for my downfall
Think I'mma stop you're a damn fool
Ban fools from coming around my way
I'm like move, bitch clear 'em out my way
Clear 'em out my lane, cuz my life's like a movie
I roll with the darg but he's nuttin like Scooby
Nuttin like Scrappy, don't get chatty
Buck shots and make you duck like Daffy
And no I weren't raised on Haile Selassie
But trust, I'll get dread if the pussy tries judge me
Pussy try slug me, but I'm still breathing
Hometown loves me, so T's what I'm scheming
And none of them have been in the position I've been in
Fiending for wealth on the grind for the paper
So I strap bars and move food like a waiter
And I'm an extravagant guy
So standard, I keep the swagger on high
Swagger's all fly, swagger's intact
Niggas act up I start banging that strap
Ain't no petting grabbing that shank
And I'll draw the big batty five and clap
And niggas know Fris I don't ramp
I go hard, I wanna laugh all the way to the bank
And yeah I want a plateful so I stay faithful
I ain't ungrateful, me I give thanks
Me I stay humble, me I climb ranks
Man are like, he's a grime guy, why's he trying it?
Should've known Frisco, me I might champ
And when I'm out raving, me I might skank
Me I buy Hennessy, me I buy champ
Coming like the whole fucking rave's on fly juice
Gyal are like Fris, he's a nice dude, right dude
If I like you, invite you, I might clamp
But if your chick's feeling me it's a done deal
Fam I can get you bun just for one bill
And that's nuttin to the youts, that's just one meal
I got plenty more that's hungry and starving
He's too hype, I'll have to sekkle and calm him just with one pill
And I ain't talking 'bout the ones that you swallow
I mean the ones that got tits that are hollow
Come follow me
Niggas wanna teef my swag and try borrow me
The shot's shot today come tomorrow please
And who said that I ain't on it?
These niggas be smoking too much chronic
I just gotta laugh at these plaster scene MC's
Nuff of them remind me of Wallace and Gromit
I'm the best, and that's just me being modest
You're a mess, and that's just me being honest
You're a novice, I'm a pro
I'm the driving force, like what's under your Porsche car bonnet
Cah when I was a yout I used to bun likkle herb in a rizla
Whoa, whoa, whoa
But now me a big man me bun high grade and sativa
You dun know
Cah when I was a yout I used to bun likkle herb in a rizla
Whoa, whoa, whoa
But now me a big man me bun high grade and sativa
You dun know
Get me? Big Frisco
I've been doing this ting for ages so don't be surprised fam
You get me, it's normal
Yeah man, just get your bars up man
Cah this is nothing like
I just woke up in the morning and phoned up my man innit
And said yo, let me come do my ting
He said look, come at three innit
So it's natural
I done this this morning rudeboy
Yeah
Get your game up, step your weight up rudeboy
It's big Frisco
You dun know
Yeah
2008, 2009
More money, more paper
Dun know
Writer(s):
Frisco.
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