Frank Sinatra

Ayy, za gon' fly me to the moon like Frank Sinatra Ball out baby, I hop inside of the charger I go money crazy when I see a couple dollars Same bag, gotta hustle like my father Gold hair bitch, she gon' get a dimond collar I don't mean to hate you, baby, I'm a lover Do some fucked up shit to me and then it's over I'm in love with drugs, baby, I hate being sober I'ma call the plug, there's some dope he comin' over Tell your bitch I'm free, I'm gon' f*ck then I stole her Ayy, za gon' fly me to the moon like Frank Sinatra Ball out baby, I hop inside of the charger I go money crazy when I see a couple dollars Same bag, gotta hustle like my father Gold hair bitch, she gon' get a dimond collar