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[Intro] [Verse 1 UGLY FRANK] Noticin' I don't give a fuck about nobody lately Turnin' parties down, turnin' all the hotties out Return your baby mama maybe Who the fuck you think you fuckin' with I ain't on no sucka shit Text a bitch and suckin' her tits ugly Frankie Quite fuckin' frankly I don't give a mothafuck I want my mothafuckin' money nigga fuck the wating L-I-N-E drive me fuckin' crazy Every bitch I ever wifed up fuckin' hate me Fuck you shady niggas Fuck you shady bitches all up on my dick Takin' pictures of my baby picture Only nigga I really ride with came up out the womb with Punchin' like a mosh pit baby Hitler Evergreen, Khris Kream, nigga Frankie Fingers Only niggas in my ranking nigga I don't really fuck with nobody else Dumpin' off shotty shells Drunk as fuck shot himself Aw naw momma told me ask God for help Only thing that she don't know is that I sold my soul for a watch and cell Faded, impatient, ugly, lost as hell Hannah told me I am not myself How the fuck she know Three hoes, stuffed up in a limo Told me I could fuck 'em if I keep it on the D-low Knowin' me though, I Instagrammed it for that steelo Started jammin', stole some panties, smoked a gram with my negro Negro please, you think you steez in that pea coat? Probably with my clique talk to your bitch in my street clothes Really young as fuck and mobbin' with no fuckin' guidance I don't give a fuck about 'em nigga fuck yo' problems Only nigga that I'm ridin' for is ugly Thomas Fuck yo' bitch, fuck yo' posse Fuck yo' clique, fuck yo' momma Drama, oh I'm widdit nigga what's the beef Twistin' caps back gapped like my fuckin' teeth Ooh, I'm drawin' blood like fuck Blue Fuck the candy coat my nigga Matte Black the fuckin' Jeep I'm juggin' like a mothafuckin' hoodlum nigga Shout out to Retchy P part three [?] nigga Look, miss me with that shoulda coulda woulda nigga Cause you didn't cocksucker you a pussy bitch nigga Look, I'm really fuckin' out chea We recruitin' niggas like a mothafuckin' scout yeah Chill lil' homie see them 720's out chea There he go see him tryna stunt take him out yeah Gold watch and this gold chain And this passport and this [house plant?] Clear the fuckin' streets out Streets sweep they self here Tears tattooed on my face I continue at this rate I'll be dead by 28 Straight tears tattooed on my face I continue at this rate I'll be dead by 28 [Outro]