The Real BEN FRANK - Hit ya Later

"Benjamin
Franklin"

Hit Re-cord
On the damn Keyboard
I'm wearing Dior shit
I'm flyin G four
Is it me or
Anyone eastern seaborg
Watch bezzle three hundred
Call Lyor
Knock knock
Who's there
VVS from the tooth fairy
Spose to Dropped in February
But Excuse me sorry
That was too early
Kush smelling like blueberry
In Beverly Hills like I'm Luke Perry
Doors up on the new McLaren
And the Price Right like I'm Drew Carey
I swear fo a grand jury
Could've bought a house with
All this damn jewelry
3 stripes no Stansbury
Yeah a nigga had to get his hands dirty
Call ya back
Hit ya later
Can't talk
I'm busy baby
10k fo da Tennis bracelet
Imported in from Venezuela
These broke niggas couldn't buy vowel
Ya bitch wet
Here's a dry towel
She let me hit
You was outta town
Wouldn't lie down
Shawty high powered
Slime on em
Like a Reptile
Her boyfriend
Is her ex now
He exed out
Exiled
Left out
Like step child

Call ya back
Hit ya later
Can't talk
I'm busy baby
My battery low
And my signal faded
I'll hit you when I get situation
I'll call ya back
Hit ya later
Can't talk
I'm busy baby
Can't ya see a nigga getting paper
No sense in waiting
On a dinner date
I'll Call ya back
Hit ya later
Can't talk
I'm busy baby
My battery low
And my signal faded
I'll hit you when
I get situation
I'll Call ya back
Hit ya later
Can't talk,
I'm busy baby
Can't ya see a nigga getting paper
No sense in waiting
On a dinner date

I'm weighing-in like boxing match
Hopped the jag
And I drop the hatch
Edibles
I just popped a batch
Gucci brand
In these shopping bags
Popped a dolphin
Like Dan Moreno
My whip cream
No frapachino
Box Chevy
That's quantro cinco
1 point hunned
Thats half a kilo
Them Fake diamonds
Them CZ's
This Gucci jacket cost three g's
Green leaf full seaweed
Windchill freeze least three degrees
Ben Frank's an Anomaly
Both Quality
By the Quantity
Rappers scared like its Halloween
Playin' hide and seek
But this finders fee
Is six digi for a regular check
Chump change we'on't settle for less
Teflon Full Medal the vest
Bulletproof on the Mitchell and Ness
Call me Magnum
I'm the gold rapper
You and me
We Before and After
I had ya hoe
You can go ask her
She'll say my name with the close caption

Call ya back
Hit ya later
Can't talk
I'm busy baby
My battery low
And my signal faded
I'll hit you when
I get situation
I'll Call ya back
Hit ya later
Can't talk
I'm busy baby
Can't ya see a nigga getting paper
No sense in waiting
On a dinner date
I'll Call ya back
Hit ya later
Can't talk
I'm busy baby
My battery low
And my signal faded
I'll hit you when
I get situation
I'll Call ya back
Hit ya later
Can't talk
I'm busy baby
Can't ya see a nigga getting paper
No sense in waiting
On a dinner date
Tell em
Knock knock
Who's there
Popping off like it's New Year's
Bout to blow like a nuclear
When the beat stop
Musical chairs
Knock knock who's there?
Ballin' on em like two-square
Louie V these the new pair
Bout twelve hundred
But Who Cares?
Tell em
Knock Knock who's there?
I'm Going in no scuba gear

Written by:
Ayinde Jordan

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