Wiz Khalifa – The Kid Frankie Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa – The Kid Frankie Lyrics
The Kid Frankie
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    "The Kid Frankie." - Wiz Khalifa

    Album: Kush & Orange Juice (15th Anniversary)
    Track No: 06
    Yeah
    Little Kush & Orange Juice
    Fuck it
    Kid Frankie, uh
    I live life sucker-free
    That's why the **** you be with talk down like they don't fuck with me
    I get money, realistically
    And the homies show me love, groupies wanna leave the club with me
    Ain't nothin' to a G
    Let your hair blow in the breeze, roll some bomb-ass weed
    Get high, cruise out at jet speed
    Do it like I do it for TV
    Six seventy-five, Damier LVs
    Seven-somethin' with tax
    And when I'm on the plane, got the carry-on to match
    ****, that's fly shit
    Tryna peep game, lil' homie, just watch this
    Champagne in my cockpit
    Talkin' 'bout you got a man, mami, just stop it, please
    As we proceed to give you what you need
    To roll up our weed
    You out here talking it, I'm out here livin' it
    Out here livin' it
    **** know that we doin' our thing 'cause we out here gettin' it
    Out here gettin' it
    What I rep? The gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
    Gang, gang
    Ain't nothin' changed
    Ain't nothin' changed
    Still rep the gang
    Still rep the gang
    Okay
    Self-made, been through what I been through
    So I know what I know
    I write bomb rap songs tellin' bitches what I'm into
    So the hoes wanna roll
    First class, roll to another coast just to smoke kush
    I know a **** who grows
    And that's on the real
    Mama, if you tryna slide, gotta bring one for Will
    Just another day in the life, 'nother plane, 'nother night
    Gettin' faded with another **** wife
    Drinkin' hella champagne, Tanqueray with the Sprite
    Then I'm up in the a.m. to catch another flight
    **** reppin' the gang simply because everything else lame
    The fans want real ****, them hoes lookin' for change
    I seen it all, player in the game
    First they bitin' our flow, now they jackin' our slang
    You out here talking it, I'm out here livin' it
    Out here livin' it
    **** know that we doin' our thing 'cause we out here gettin' it
    Out here gettin' it
    What I rep? The gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
    Gang, gang
    Ain't nothin' changed
    Ain't nothin' changed
    Still rep the gang
    Still rep the gang
    So incredible
    If I do say so myself
    My **** Jerm on the boards
    Yeah, he did that shit, fool
    Yeah
    What up, Will?
    Benji just got off that flight from Vegas
    Okay
    Taylor Gang over everything
    Rostrom Records
    That's how the fuck we do shit
    Yeah, bitch
    Smoke something
    Kush & Orange Juice, ****
    Can't forget that
    Everything's Louis Vuitton on this one

    Writer(s): Wiz Khalifa & Jeremy Kulousek.

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