Текст песни SoulChef - Franki Valli (feat. The Outfit)
Whether you like to keep it mellow or the type to keep it hyped
Feelin' like your legs are jello, have you walkin' toward the light
For the night before the fight, with serotonin or the dopamine
Slice and dice like a pair of Ronin, ha like rope and lean
Feeling my hands melt away like pangea
But we ain't there yet, let me scoop the sangria
Now I feel at one with the earth, thinking back to the days
Before my birth up to my current net worth
Some like it in a powder, some take it in a bottle
Some look up to the heaven, choose the book for the model
Me, I like to lay back, pupils dilated
There ain't no rest for me in all the codes I've violated
Who knows how I made it to another sunset
How close to the edge of the cliff can one get
All these weird substances up inside my body
Next day clear here, buzz still kinda spyin'
Good ol' Franki, don't thank me thank your boy
'Cause when it kicks in your body glows like Leroy
Yeah, we do it up like Franki Valli
Getting brits, making hits from Delaware to Cali
Good ol' Franki, don't thank me thank your boy
'Cause when it kicks in your body glows like Leroy
Yeah, we do it up for no reason
Franki Valli, all four seasons
I ain't never been so hot in my life
So high in my life until back on this Wednesday night
Callin' in with the eyes of the morph man
My family, my cousins and my peoples yeah we call him the Horseman
Chess man, throwing those kings and rook
Simulate it baby, write in them bars and hook
A chemical look, a spiritual look, I seen your face when
You sprinkle me man, and get that blazing sensation
I'm telling you what so you know what it is
We split the pie four ways so we can all get beers
And don't be chasing me down like it's Apolcalypto
I'm a schizo-klepto-mano flushing down your drain-o
I'm seeing circles of spots, I got you in my thoughts
And I ain't seeing clear, I got this ring in my ear
They try to fill me off the game but the boy maintains
So I can speak on it, plus I know how they want it
Good ol' Franki, don't thank me thank your boy
'Cause when it kicks in your body glows like Leroy
Yeah, we do it up like Franki Valli
Getting brits, making hits from Delaware to Cali
Good ol' Franki, don't thank me thank your boy
'Cause when it kicks in your body glows like Leroy
Yeah, we do it up for no reason
Franki Valli, all four seasons
Yeah, oh what a night right
Nocturnal like a night light
Now we hired and our flight's high
Putting rappers to sleep, like '99, who's right
Who's right is tighter than the outfit
Check out how we drive for the corners
Like Dua, it's different than the new pop
Catalogue and dialogue and much more to drop
So stop, think for a moment, okay?
'Fore you let the crowds loose too late, he's on his way
My name is Grouchy Greg and every day I thank the lord
For blessing me with another day since being born
But if I am scorned, I'll roll things and horn
And jump up on the ladies like Jordan tappin' board
See the words from my tongue keep the girlies drunk
I love to see they heads bobbin' like Angus Young
You might see me in AC or DC
High like Ken Kesey, Acid Ron for four seasons
Good ol' Franki, don't thank me thank your boy
'Cause when it kicks in your body glows like Leroy
Yeah, we do it up like Franki Valli
Getting brits, making hits from Delaware to Cali
Good ol' Franki, don't thank me thank your boy
'Cause when it kicks in your body glows like Leroy
Yeah, we do it up for no reason
Franki Valli, all four seasons
