CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Funk Flex Freestyle
If I up this b*t*h, I bet his ass he run
He talkin' gun play but we don’t with play with no guns
I get it always, n***a, don't play with my funds
We can get it anyday, n***a, I know that you buns
They ain't show me no love, so I ain’t showin' none back
I be on my lone so tell that shorty get back
And I be with my girl so even b*t*hes get slapped
Got the fanny to my chest, so everybody gettin' packed
How you doin'? Please, don't remind me, I just get a little moody
I gotta watch myself, everybody tryna do me
People on my soul in exchange of my jewrеly
Others wanna put me in the hands of a jury
I know how to dancе, tell that n***a gettin' suvi
Turnin' up these bands is my only f**kin' duty
He don’t understand, I can tell he is a nooby
sh*t, I overcame only happens in a movie
Hunnids in my pockets down my pants to my knees
Hunnids on the dash while I pass by police
Hunnids in the drum ’cause they know I play for keeps
Keep talkin' out your tongue, you gon’ see me in the streets
I can not believe that they still bluffin'
You buggin', I duff him, tell that boy he ain't nothin’
I bet he start runnin' to duckin'
When I hit the corner, I'ma get to dumpin'
You knew what it was, you knew what it wasn't
[?], your brother, your cousin
You know I don't get a f**k
I done made it this far, you know I ain't givin' up
He talkin' gun play but we don’t with play with no guns
I get it always, n***a, don't play with my funds
We can get it anyday, n***a, I know that you buns
They ain't show me no love, so I ain’t showin' none back
I be on my lone so tell that shorty get back
And I be with my girl so even b*t*hes get slapped
Got the fanny to my chest, so everybody gettin' packed
How you doin'? Please, don't remind me, I just get a little moody
I gotta watch myself, everybody tryna do me
People on my soul in exchange of my jewrеly
Others wanna put me in the hands of a jury
I know how to dancе, tell that n***a gettin' suvi
Turnin' up these bands is my only f**kin' duty
He don’t understand, I can tell he is a nooby
sh*t, I overcame only happens in a movie
Hunnids in my pockets down my pants to my knees
Hunnids on the dash while I pass by police
Hunnids in the drum ’cause they know I play for keeps
Keep talkin' out your tongue, you gon’ see me in the streets
I can not believe that they still bluffin'
You buggin', I duff him, tell that boy he ain't nothin’
I bet he start runnin' to duckin'
When I hit the corner, I'ma get to dumpin'
You knew what it was, you knew what it wasn't
[?], your brother, your cousin
You know I don't get a f**k
I done made it this far, you know I ain't givin' up
