[Verse 1]”Franco….”
Franco at the door again
Shoebox stack by the bed
Plastic heroes in the bag
He moves too fast, eyes ahead
New one got shipped today
He heard that cardboard sound
He cuts the tape with a grin
Then hides it face-down
[Pre-Chorus]
When the van pulls up
He’s got that quick-step pace
One hand on the box
One smile on his face
[Chorus] ”Franco….”
Franco, box it up
Franco, box it up
Wife at the door, he hushes it up
Franco, box it up
Franco, spend it all
Franco, spend it all
Big bankroll in his pocket
He loves that call
[Verse 2] ”Franco….”
He likes them sexy figs
Glossy boots and tight little caps
Chrome on the belt, sharp look
He lines them up in rows and maps
Late night, he’s on the hunt
Scrollin’ through that feed
One more wave, one more gem
That’s all he needs
[Pre-Chorus] ”Franco….”
When the porch light hits
He turns into a blur
Boxes go quiet
He knows what’s worth the stir
[Chorus] ”Franco….”
Franco, box it up
Franco, box it up
Wife at the door, he hushes it up
Franco, box it up
Franco, spend it all
Franco, spend it all
Big bankroll in his pocket
He loves that call
[Bridge] ”Franco….”
He says, “Just one more figure”
Then three more show up
Receipt in the drawer
And the shelf keeps growing up
He’s got that money to burn
And that grin so wide
Only trouble in the house
Is what he brings inside
[Chorus] ”Franco….”
Franco, box it up
Franco, box it up
Wife at the door, he hushes it up
Franco, box it up
Franco, spend it all
Franco, spend it all
Big bankroll in his pocket
He loves that call
[Outro]”B.W.O. 4 life”
Late night, slow steps
Hide it by the wall
Franco got that fever
And he’s spending it all. He got the bank roll…:
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