Animal Control

(Energy made this one) Franchise Franchise, the young rich bastard She see me take one, now she want one too I ride through the city with bananas, nigga, this a zoo Smack a nigga with the Glock, leave a nigga tooth loose My niggas rich shooters, they be goin' coo-coo I hate a broke nigga who try to talk the price down He was speakin' on me, he a long live now Niggas know how that shit go when you caught out of bounds Catch a nigga slippin', he be runnin' from the sound Started up a grow house, now there's pounds in your town I just made a million, why sign for it now? My house to the city, that's at least 50 miles Push the button on the Glock, one second, 50 rounds Boy, you ain't got no hustle, couldn't move a half a pound This shit was already sold before it hit the town These niggas old as hell, tryna copy how I sound I ain't dropped in a year, still bigger than these clowns You thinkin' 'cause I rap, I won't go hit your account You thinkin' 'cause I rap, I won't go flip me a pound Boy, these bullets big as hell, don't let 'em hit your mouth I just made four hundred thousand, I was sitting on my couch Drink a eight one day 'cause they said it was a drought So much lean in my stomach, shit, it made a lil' pouch I was pullin' phones, you was watchin' Wild an' Out Hunnid choppas in the crib like Osama penthouse I ain't gotta call nobody to go and pull a quarter out Tryna dodge the hook, I done took the other route You tryna make some money, we can open a account You tryna make some money, drive these to this house Why you actin' like that? You ain't know he was a mouse? Quarterback and receivin', so I only know the route Call animal control, it's some birds in this house Bitch, I can't kiss you, you got germs in your mouth Shoot a nigga for these buffs, kill a nigga for my chain Shit, these Percs don't work, I got a different type of pain They don't know I would've crashed right out before Kane Paid a nigga to go crash out, to me, it's just change I've been gettin' bored, my socks five hunnid I don't even like Wraiths, but I'm rich, so I want it On the East deep as hell, six strikers on Conan Niggas know they jewelry cheap, if it was me, I wouldn't want it Big F, the rich franchise and they know it That nigga think he sweet, but he run around owin' Every time a bum get a lil' money, he gon' show it You can't even show me to your bitch, she gon' throw it Five grams in the wood, they like, "The fuck goin' on?" Nigga, I'm the reason she ain't pickin' up the phone Tell 'em I'm the reason why you scared to go home There's some pointers in my ear, I couldn't hear what's goin' on This a big hit, I hear a swish, then he gone I like VVSes, we ain't got the same stones Nigga, you a bitch, we ain't got the same soul My shit really ring, we ain't got the same phone This a big body, you ain't been in one of those A thousand for my shirt, we don't wear the same clothes I can put you on, we ain't got the same bowls Niggas see me out and I bet his face Niggas see me out, he ain't I'm a young rich bastard I'm a young rich bastard, I'ma put my niggas on (Franchise, Franchise) I be throwin' up the four