[Lyric] Filthy Frank (Six Gens the Slade God)

[Verse 1]
Look at my steez, polar bear coat tail
Still got the metal, underground roadrail
Niggas tryna run a pocket but I think you both failed
So I might take yo aunty to the 6 motel
You is a doggy, yo nature
Bitch, I be great like the caper
I'm Ronald Regan, might run the payment
Hit with the heath like I'm Slater

[Hook]
Bitch, I think I'm Filthy Frank, woo
I took my wrist to the bank, aye
Bitch, I think I'm Filthy Frank, woo
I took my wrist to the bank
Watch me stunt, shine
Wet tech wet, grind
Sour faced niggas, lemon lime
Sit back my wrist on reclined
Bitch, I think I'm Filthy Frank, woo
I took my wrist to the bank, aye
Bitch, I think I'm Filthy Frank, woo
I took my wrist to the bank
Watch me stunt, shine
Wet tech wet, grind
Sour faced niggas, lemon lime
Sit back my wrist on reclined
[Verse 2]
Look at my diamonds, they shiny, hey
Rings they be hitting and grinding, ay
Rodeo rolex, no timing, hey
Tyson, my jewelry be biting, ay
Duct tape, I got sticky fingers
Stick to her pussy, I like it
I just might run through yo blocky
007 my glocky, aye
I think my wrist caught pneumonia, the cold
Still hitting licks 'til my piss hit the bowl
You be on Twitter just talking real bold
Nigga, pull up for the fade, throwing Luda elbows
Like, damn it, Lil Chef, how you do it?
Wrist on every ringing in the cooler
Booting like an NBA shooter
Neck it be fabulous like the Moolah, aye

[Hook]
Bitch, I think I'm Filthy Frank, woo
I took my wrist to the bank, aye
Bitch, I think I'm Filthy Frank, woo
I took my wrist to the bank, aye
Watch me stunt, shine
Wet tech wet, grind
Sour faced niggas, lemon lime
Sit back my wrist on reclined
Bitch, I think I'm Filthy Frank, hmm
Bitch, I think I'm Filthy Frank, hmm
Bitch, I think I'm Filthy Frank, hmm
I took my wrist to the bank
Watch me stunt, shine
Choppa might Soulja Boy crank, hmm
I took my wrist to the bank, hmm
Bitch, I think I'm Filthy Frank