Frank Leone - MONSTERS lyrics

rate me

[Mike:]

I'm Supa Raw like pay this man

Chillin' watching Anchorman

Practicing this rap shit like ooh we might not be hitting stains again

Whole 197 go crazy, damn

What the fuck muhfuckas be tahm bout, bitch

Not finna fuck me, get the fuck out

I'm up now, my money can't run out

They run outs, we jump routes, gotta take that

Got a face tat, got the game back

That's squad, me and squad go way back

Got clouds you would think I made that

She fuck me, told you she ain't like that

Grandma crib, she was playing with the iPad

At my crib with the guys, finna get faded

Till hand turn white, I'm just saying

That shit just life, fuck a opp

You could tell'em slide, we 100

They telling lies, 197 bust all us ridin'

The yellow bus, we be flying

Off hella kush, I be fried

I got hella kush, I be plugged

Shorty with that shit that's my brother

Y'all bitches hate y'all, they love us

We really be doing numbers

I really don't fuck with niggas

Be tryna fuck with they mothers

The Monster back, fuck Obama

The Other one back, I'm rapping

These niggas say they be getting it

So why the fuck they ain't got it

Like why the fuck I'm the hottest

Ionno, I wish I did

But it's raw, cause my niggas need that

I love'em, they like my kids

Off the shit, only the stain, I might be OT$ for real

Off the shit, only the stain, like yeah I'm OT$ for real you #philme

[Frank:] – 2 x Hook:

MONSTERS, MONSTERS, coming for your stash

Don't smoke crack I hit that zan

When I spit in your hand I never hold shit back

Chi Town All Up On My Back

Chi Town All Up On My Back

Riding in the scraper finna make'em go

[Scream] (Nicki)

[Frank:]

We are not one in the same

Look at my teeth bitch, see these fangs

Banging with the ballers and adderalics, all in the same

We abolish your brains, polished off and lick the blade

Know it and I rock with the lot of the Glock-cocked, cop-poppin gang without a fuckin gold chain

Fuck your fame, said that I'mma be a disgrace

Graced with A Milli hands up, all in first place

Hands up to the Gods, keep shit Based

Name finna insight fright in place

Haa, y'all ain't more than I can manage

But the Village got you banished and you standing in MySpace

Jaw drop in the Sprite

Middle finger to the Opps, eat a dick or a knife on life

Sam&...Villa be the illest on site

Move swift with the night, get bit once, aight

Get smoke full of dope so black

Get smacked, all raps is overloaded and stacked

I'll locomotive a cap into your muhfuckin' sack

Break backs off synthetic and peddled fake crack

We the muhfucking MONSTERS

Better stand up, hands up at the concert

Honor ballers so displaced

Now the lames is all erased

Adderaulics out of place and now we LDRS of the state

Broke hella chains and I'll break your face think shit aboutta keep riff raff in place?

Nah

[2 x Hook:]