CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Funk Flex Freestyle
Funk Flex, what's going on?
She can’t help her horniness
I can’t judge a boyfriend, he can’t help his corniness
I envisioned myself on the top, and it was glorious
All I want is twenty mil, a Maddy from Euphoria
Back in middle school I did my thing in auditoriums
Now I f**k it up inside the club until it’s 4 A.M
Me, I like to kick it with the OGs and historians
Reminiscing on the day they found out that Notorious had passed away
G just took me to the island, cast away
I got tunnel vision I got cash to make
She won’t pull up on me at the hotel
I be better off if I just masturbate
Used to catch hate from my classmates, hard to f**k with you ever since you left a bad taste
Took a ATL shorty on the day to Cascade
Now she coming over washing dishes just like cascade
Fast pace welcome to the fast lane
Need to find a building with a preacher and a glass stain
Just to get forgiveness for my sins and all my past ways
Told 'em treat my forehead just like an ash tray
I need all that
Y’all had a run and it was fun but it’s a new era
No baseball cap
Tell these old heads go ahead and fall back
She think that we bout to have some unprotected drunk sex
But you know I always put the hat on like I’m funk flex
b*t*hes like to party in the 'Ville but they be from Lex
You think that I’m poppin', ha, wait time see what comes next
I’m talking stupid money dumb checks
Fans at the show they holding posters up like thumb tacks
Rappers got a short-man syndrome and a god complex
They want me finished, but I’m not done yet
2019, I hadn’t got one yet
If you ask me now do I got one, yes
First draft pick, number one prospect
House party out in Prospect
My brothers frustrated, told 'em trust the process
My oxygen polluted and my food is processed
These are dark times but I digress
We gotta keep living
It’s going down in the city like it’s descending
I heard that bullets flying with a lot of precision
Once you winning they don’t wanna see you keep winning
No wonder Bryson took his talents to Miami like the decision
Shout out DJ Camo out in D.C. cause he keeps winning
I got lots of drama in my life like I’m Tyree Simmons
Motherf**kers acting like they 'bout it, but
They pretending
Hopped on a jet and went to sleep in it
Switch on me, major bed you gotta sleep in it
I got my electrolytes replenished
'Bout to f**k the game up I’m going deep in it
She can’t help her horniness
I can’t judge a boyfriend, he can’t help his corniness
I envisioned myself on the top, and it was glorious
All I want is twenty mil, a Maddy from Euphoria
Back in middle school I did my thing in auditoriums
Now I f**k it up inside the club until it’s 4 A.M
Me, I like to kick it with the OGs and historians
Reminiscing on the day they found out that Notorious had passed away
G just took me to the island, cast away
I got tunnel vision I got cash to make
She won’t pull up on me at the hotel
I be better off if I just masturbate
Used to catch hate from my classmates, hard to f**k with you ever since you left a bad taste
Took a ATL shorty on the day to Cascade
Now she coming over washing dishes just like cascade
Fast pace welcome to the fast lane
Need to find a building with a preacher and a glass stain
Just to get forgiveness for my sins and all my past ways
Told 'em treat my forehead just like an ash tray
I need all that
Y’all had a run and it was fun but it’s a new era
No baseball cap
Tell these old heads go ahead and fall back
She think that we bout to have some unprotected drunk sex
But you know I always put the hat on like I’m funk flex
b*t*hes like to party in the 'Ville but they be from Lex
You think that I’m poppin', ha, wait time see what comes next
I’m talking stupid money dumb checks
Fans at the show they holding posters up like thumb tacks
Rappers got a short-man syndrome and a god complex
They want me finished, but I’m not done yet
2019, I hadn’t got one yet
If you ask me now do I got one, yes
First draft pick, number one prospect
House party out in Prospect
My brothers frustrated, told 'em trust the process
My oxygen polluted and my food is processed
These are dark times but I digress
We gotta keep living
It’s going down in the city like it’s descending
I heard that bullets flying with a lot of precision
Once you winning they don’t wanna see you keep winning
No wonder Bryson took his talents to Miami like the decision
Shout out DJ Camo out in D.C. cause he keeps winning
I got lots of drama in my life like I’m Tyree Simmons
Motherf**kers acting like they 'bout it, but
They pretending
Hopped on a jet and went to sleep in it
Switch on me, major bed you gotta sleep in it
I got my electrolytes replenished
'Bout to f**k the game up I’m going deep in it
