Vocabulary villain
Spitting ill shit
Hit the kill switch on a bitch
One titty two tits
Frank Krupnik got the smooth shit
Make a chick bounce for the ounce
Hit the purp, 'bout to hit it in reverse
Make her chirp, yeah
She’s a flirt
Do some work, lift her skirt, yeah
Crush the herb, got some kush on reserve
Larry Bird bitch I’m soul clutch
Incinerate the marijuana in the Dodge
Chalk the rust off the chrome pipe
Best keep the dome tight
And you can tell I’m in my zone, right?
You give a fuck with them hoes like
I’m so nice on the mic, throwing strikes
I’m precise, add a little bit of spice
Take you like it with the program
This that funky ass shit, fuck a slow jam
Delivering the goods like the postman
Bitches wetter than the ocean
I’m toasting to that, blowing out your back
Chiropractics, military tactics
Shoot first and try to dominate the atlas
Spark the marijuana resin with the golden complexion
Diggin' in them guts like a C-section
Ain’t too much to lecture where I’m from, son
Roll another one, It’s Frank Krup on the stoop
Got the spicy rum, hints of bubble gum
We getting blitz, you can count on that
I hit 'em with the raw shit and keep 'em coming back