(Verse 1)
I'm still a villain with the vocab
Chillin, got my notepad
Sippin, gripping on my gonads
Cut this sample for some old jazz…..Wait no I didn't
This is orchestra, They say I can't be f**ing stopped if I stay focused brah
Leather on the sofa
Mix some whiskey with the cola
It's Young Balboa, fry the chicken in canola (uh)
Nona always made the best sauce
Spit it like I got a chest cough
My girl know that I'm the f**ing boss
And she call me Papi, your beard is patchy, my sh** is full grown
Call me Frankie Corleone
Gigi played the saxophone
This f**ing music's in my blood
You can feel the thud in your gut from the sub when I rolled up
You won't catch me at the club (nahhh)
I'm at home sprawled out like an old s*ut
Stuffed crust pizza
Get amnesia when I drink tequila
Eat tortillas with my Señorita
Live the Vida Loca (hoe)
And while you're online b**hing about your life
I'm on the grind in silence
Probably cooking something nice
I want that David Price money
Put the pesos in the duffle bag dummy
You ain't taking nothing from me b**h it's Big Frank
(Verse 2)
Eh yo, I talk with my hands, I'm Italian
I sip gin & juice to let loose, no valium
I ain't got time to post memes I ain't no b**h dog
Frankie soar like an eagle, y'all some f**ing sh** hawks
I wear tee's and blue jeans
I'm a simple man
Hell naw, I don't listen to no Simple Plan
sh**tin on these cats, Like Frankie ate up all the Bran Flakes
And you can judge a man's character based on his handshake
It's El Chucho, call me Tuco, I distribute meth through your speaker
It's the chef, always cooking something fresh
I'm Lenny Dykstra back in 86
I've been handsome muaf**a, check my baby pics
b**h I'm wavy like them navy ships
In those navy kicks, no Mercedes b**h
Blow the beat to bits
Close yo muthaf**in lips, if you ain't feeling this (sh**)
I'll unload Uzi clips in your hips
You blimp muaf**as ga**ed up, thinking you the sh**
I emit deadly fumes when I spit on these tunes
Hit you with the broom, hit you with the harpoon
If this was Wild West (shiit), I'd be chillin at the Saloon getting tuned up
(Yo) but I really don't shoot guns
But I will shoot you bums if you mess up my funds
The flows heavy like tonnes
The flows heavier than Big & Pun rolled into one
Yo…You catch my muthaf**ing drift b**h?