Function

Ay, ay bitch, try this

Guaranteed turn a square to a bi bitch

You ain't down b-b-bye bitch

I ain't got time for playing, I'm just sayin' man

We out here trynna function

We out here trynna function

We out here trynna function

We out here trynna function

We out here trynna function

We out here trynna function

I ain't got time for playing, I'm just sayin' man

We out here trynna function

We out here trynna function

We out here trynna function

We out here trynna function

We out here trynna function

We out here trynna function

I ain't got time for playing, I'm just sayin' man

We out here trynna function

We out here trynna function bitch

You fuckin' off my high, get up out my mix

You messin' up my vibe I'm trynna get some crevice

Put her in my ride, take her to the Ritz

I'm toasted and sloppy, I fuck with broccoli Bacardi

151 out my body, about that green like wasabi

Like Young Bari we mobbin'

We bossy back the fuck off me

Getting' money my hobby, not getting' money is not

Only rappers I listen to is E-40 and Pac

I'm havin' my revenue playa havin' this guap

On my fly, big nigga shit man I stay laced and groomed

I spray myself with sucka repellent my nigga not perfume

Anything you got I can sell to hustla's, think I can't?

Gift of gab sell the white house black paint

Word candy, S-L-A-N-G

Thinkin' about taking a million dollar insurance policy out on my mouthpiece

BIATCH!

Ay bitch OK bitch

It's Uncle Earl and the HBK bitch

Misson: the game, they already know that we ballin'

I'm comin' straight out the Rich, I got family down in New Orleans

Where you from you say you lyin'

Out here we say that you jawsin'

You probably thought this never would happen

My niggas been called an alcoholic, when sippin' that liquor

Oh I'm drunk as hell

Fuckin' with a lil' bitch over in Vallejo

Got a whole pack of pre-rolled young L's

And I'm never down to uno, pockets on sumo

Hater's respect the pedigree, baller heavily

A phony homie I'll never be for methamphetamine

That means it's crack ho

Young G hotter than Tabasco

I smash hoes, collect 200 and pass go

My flow so Lamborghini yo shit's a Rav-4

Now you understand why everything I do I gas ho

Suzie! Nigga!

I'm out here trynna function, out here trynna function

Don't talk to me bitch if we ain't buckin'

Yea I'm a asshole, I don't give a fuck though

Skip the bullshit like wussup with some suck though

I go too much, make you bitch choose up

Niggas getting' mad nigga what you gon' do

If he think he too tough

You know I keep two tucked

If I don't fight that mean I'm comin' back to shoot

Ridin' in the car, lookin' for a bad bitch

Man she got some tits

Yea she gotta be dumb cute

Got her number text her phone like "baby what you doin'"

She was like "Nothing much you should come through"

I got dick for days, I got dick for days

Made her take off her work and gave her dick for days

Push it to my brain, to my temple bitch

And I don't like these hoe's I give 'em dick for dem, whoop

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