| Uggh, bounce | |
| F, for fly gun holder money folder | |
| Motorola startac when it's time to call back | |
| R, for the ruff rugged and raw way | |
| This nigga Jay it's a game but he don't play | |
| A, for all the chicks that got did | |
| In the penthouse suite on top of my mom's crib | |
| N, it's nonsense you'll never get in | |
| It's nonsense that you would think that you would ever get in | |
| K, for the kutie crushin' that we do | |
| We keep 'em too, we got two for you | |
| N, I knew that you would do it again | |
| Nasty ain't brand new shit with a blend | |
| D, to all my Detroit Play Ballas | |
| And I cant forget the phat bootie ballaholiks | |
| A, for awesome amounts of dope | |
| One ounce of grass and a phat ass to fo'sho | |
| N, 'cause we know to cause neck injuries | |
| Misplaced your vertabre about 7 degrees | |
| K, for the kick ass rhymes that I wrote | |
| Karate choppin' everybody in the place in the throat | |
| Pause, when you bump this in your whip | |
| Pause, 'cause you might bust your shit | |
| Pause, 'cause you know it's Frank 'n' Dank | |
| Pause, take ah sip of your drank | |
| Pause, everybody there's money to make | |
| Pause, we be the first ones out the gate | |
| Pause, 'cause you know we're rockin' | |
| Pause, 'cause Dank is about to spit | |
| Grab the rhythm who got your city on lock? | |
| I'ma give you the key, follow my path y'all | |
| Take a ride with Dee | |
| I'mma spit these bars most causally | |
| Check me out yo | |
| I'm from the 313 chillin' with the shotty | |
| You catch 2 in your body, it get sicker than that | |
| I contract on your head it get slick like that | |
| What's the deal with that? | |
| You ain't real with that | |
| And if you try to pull a gat you get blast like that | |
| I'mma break it on down for the reason I spray | |
| Uh yo, what's the reason to get money son? | |
| What's the reason for gettin' blowed son? | |
| What's the reason for gettin' hoes Dunn? | |
| I'ma through bread so I'm do what I do | |
| Doin' it too, brotha I'mma do it with you | |
| I'ma grab these things and get to bustin' at dudes | |
| Yo, it's kinda rule to be mistrusting these fools | |
| Look at their eyes they lusting to be bustin' their tools | |
| I don't lose leave snake nigga abused | |
| Timeout for these niggas who ain't bringin' the real | |
| I'ma flip a few guns let 'em see the steal | |
| Ready to cock plus yo they ready to rip | |
| The whole crew gets down they ain't ready for this | |
| Pause, when you bump this in your ride | |
| You can ride get all the fly ladies inside | |
| Pause, I say you doin' it y'all | |
| Pause, come on if you doin' it y'all | |
| Pause |