FRANK LYRICS – AHA GAZELLE

Read the full FRANK lyrics by Aha Gazelle along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro]
(Okaywarren) Hold on
Cool, it’s Aha man

[Chorus]
My mama raised a saint, I want seventy mill like Frank
King of the hill like Hank, I wanna crib with a view of a lake
I wanna drive in fancy cars when I take bae on a date
I want people to hold me with high regard and watch every word that they say
A crib with a big, old yard, a spot for kids to go play
We gon’ dig us big, old garden and teach ’em all about the snakes
I’ma give my wife the card, no limit she can buy a tank

I must admit I go V!agra hard whenever I step in the paint

[Verse]
No expression I’m numb in the fac
ot a whole lot I could say, but I ain’t
Your circle determines your shape
You can get cut off for saying I can’t
No respecter of man at all, don’t care about numbers or rank
You are not in control of your fate
It isn’t faith if you can’t take a break
They mad they can’t take a joke
I never give up ’cause I got what takes
I’m a soldier, I know how to crank
She bad to bone, she need to be spanked
I love when she sit on the sink
I don’t deserve her, I gotta give thanks
One hand on her thigh whenever in motion and one arm to drive Shanks
Never know when somebody gon’ blank
Gotta keep you a ratchet and clank
I’m ignoring and dodging the skanks
I’ve been spending more time with my family and all my friends Matthew LeBlanc
It’s Aha, make a face like it stank
I wake up I look up, I give thanks
I’m not tryna be someone I ain’t
I like to stare at the stars but I don’t make wishes, I pray up to God

I’m not afraid to start over, we couldn’t afford a memory card
It’s actually funny, I thought that was one of things that made us poor
I’m from America where they gon’ make you forget what you slaving for

[Chorus]
My mama raised a saint, I want seventy mill like Frank
King of the hill like Hank, I wanna crib with a view of a lake
I wanna drive in fancy cars when I take bae on a date
I want people to hold me with high regard and watch every word that they say
A crib with a big, old yard, a spot for kids to go play
We gon’ dig us big, old garden and teach ’em all about the snakes
I’ma give my wife the card, no limit she can buy a tank
I must admit I go V!agra hard whenever I step in the paint