FrankieG2 - County Road 420

The message aye somebody gotta hit send
Aye mane say mane if you a rat every bitch u fw a raccoon, eyes light up wen a star walk in the room Sinatra baby
Aye here the plug come with another load I say za the new crack ion touch the stove
Niccas come out the city get country bows this top shelf you got stand on yo tippy toes
I leave the front shii to the little niccas I done had to stop selling lows
Im on a four wheeler in the hills and im selling bags on a county road
I done set up a table let's eat, im trapped out with my brother like Meech
I got saved by the bell like im Screech, confessions no Usher treat the mike like a Priest
Dice game, bon fire, BYOB, I'm in good mood I start passin out Gs
I got some act, I'm fna slide in some cheeks
Uhhh Aye Aye
Aye
Catch a play on the way Ian missin no beat
I done made these folks love spending money with me
Go to singing and rapping I'm styling like Veeze
Who got it? Me nicca I'm BigHomieG!
Ian ordinary I'm enhanced
I done served the city selling yams
This a half a ticket off of grams
These niccas ain opps they unacknowledged fans
Had to wait for my turn it was a long line
Ian get none of my goods off Amazon prime
The plug he had dropped it to 2 so ima charge 9
It's the first of the year it's all bout how you start
All this mf drip you niccas need a Ark
I tried turn on the lights you niccas in the dark
Need to sell yo Mack truck that bih don't even start
Here the plug come with another load I say za the new crack ion touch the stove
Niccas come out the city get country bows this top shelf you got stand on yo tippy toes
I leave the front shii to the little niccas I done had to stop selling lows
Im on a four wheeler in the hills and im selling bags on a county road
Here the plug come with another load I say za the new crack ion touch the stove
Niccas come out the city get country bows this top shelf you got stand on yo tippy toes
I leave the front shii to the little niccas I done had to stop selling lows
Im on a four wheeler in the hills and im selling bags on a county road
I done set up a table let's eat, im trapped out with my brother like Meech
I got saved by the bell like im Screech, confessions no Usher treat the mike like a Priest
Dice game, bon fire, BYOB, I'm in good mood I start passin out Gs
I got some act, I'm fna slide in some cheeks
Ima sneak out the back yeen gone see me leave
Catch a play on the way Ian missin no beat
I done made these folks love spending money with me
Go to singing and rapping I'm styling like Veeze
Who got it? Me nicca I'm BigHomieG!
Ian ordinary I'm enhanced
I done served the city selling yams
This a half a ticket off of grams
These niccas ain opps they unacknowledged fans

Written by:
Christopher Thomas

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