Yeah
Somebody tell Funk Flex I need a motherf*ckin' freestyle
What up Hot 97
Ha! Aye, yeah
Speak of the devil, my peak's at a level
You tryna reach then I suggest you leave ya feet on the pedal and I'm the
Sweetest of fellows, I greet with a hello
But feelin' froggy, you can leap and leave you deep in the meadow
I need me a shovel, the way I'm diggin' deep in the bellows
In the crevices of my mind and keep em tweakin' for several
Days at a time, it's never a delay with the rhymes
And I play with the lines, Tony Hawk - I stay on my grind
Never wastin' my time, on a neighbor who's a hater of mine
I'm self-made so you can save ya help and favors, I'm fine
I'm straight I decline, you niggas tellin fables ya lyin'
If you tried to cash in all ya raps, you at the bank with a dime
I play it cool, I'm in the shade and I'm just waitin' to shine
To tell the truth, I ain't afraid I know my fate is divine
Hop in the booth with one take and that's a dangerous sign
I'm on my Drake, I take a 6 and I can make her a 9
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex, see I really got next I said this that Funk Flex
I'm passionate for rappin' only classic shit (yes)
I'm an advocate for passin' over average (yes)
The flow is straight from Nazareth, immaculate (yes)
I know I'll make it happen cuz I'm talented (aye)
It ain't a doubt in my mind
I'm on the route to get the clout and it's a mountain to climb
I'm countin' my time - tick-tock, Apple on my wrist watch
Catapult my status to a rapper with the big knots
Had to go bananas, hold my trophy, show the banners
Sorry I don't know no manners when I'm posin' for the cameras
I be cookin' up the tracks and put my foot in like a sandal
If we puttin' it on wax, you really couldn't hold a candle to the boy
I'm the man and I do damage I destroy
Any plan you had before, from the mantle to the core
I dismantle any chance you had at standin' to the boy
When you shootin' for the sky sometimes you landin' on the floor
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex, see I really got next I said this that Funk Flex
Biddl3 - Funk Flex Freestyle Lyrics
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Yeah
Somebody tell Funk Flex I need a motherf*ckin' freestyle
What up Hot 97
Ha! Aye, yeah
Speak of the devil, my peak's at a level
You tryna reach then I suggest you leave ya feet on the pedal and I'm the
Sweetest of fellows, I greet with a hello
But feelin' froggy, you can leap and leave you deep in the meadow
I need me a shovel, the way I'm diggin' deep in the bellows
In the crevices of my mind and keep em tweakin' for several
Days at a time, it's never a delay with the rhymes
And I play with the lines, Tony Hawk - I stay on my grind
Never wastin' my time, on a neighbor who's a hater of mine
I'm self-made so you can save ya help and favors, I'm fine
I'm straight I decline, you niggas tellin fables ya lyin'
If you tried to cash in all ya raps, you at the bank with a dime
I play it cool, I'm in the shade and I'm just waitin' to shine
To tell the truth, I ain't afraid I know my fate is divine
Hop in the booth with one take and that's a dangerous sign
I'm on my Drake, I take a 6 and I can make her a 9
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex, see I really got next I said this that Funk Flex
I'm passionate for rappin' only classic shit (yes)
I'm an advocate for passin' over average (yes)
The flow is straight from Nazareth, immaculate (yes)
I know I'll make it happen cuz I'm talented (aye)
It ain't a doubt in my mind
I'm on the route to get the clout and it's a mountain to climb
I'm countin' my time - tick-tock, Apple on my wrist watch
Catapult my status to a rapper with the big knots
Had to go bananas, hold my trophy, show the banners
Sorry I don't know no manners when I'm posin' for the cameras
I be cookin' up the tracks and put my foot in like a sandal
If we puttin' it on wax, you really couldn't hold a candle to the boy
I'm the man and I do damage I destroy
Any plan you had before, from the mantle to the core
I dismantle any chance you had at standin' to the boy
When you shootin' for the sky sometimes you landin' on the floor
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex, see I really got next I said this that Funk Flex
Somebody tell Funk Flex I need a motherf*ckin' freestyle
What up Hot 97
Ha! Aye, yeah
Speak of the devil, my peak's at a level
You tryna reach then I suggest you leave ya feet on the pedal and I'm the
Sweetest of fellows, I greet with a hello
But feelin' froggy, you can leap and leave you deep in the meadow
I need me a shovel, the way I'm diggin' deep in the bellows
In the crevices of my mind and keep em tweakin' for several
Days at a time, it's never a delay with the rhymes
And I play with the lines, Tony Hawk - I stay on my grind
Never wastin' my time, on a neighbor who's a hater of mine
I'm self-made so you can save ya help and favors, I'm fine
I'm straight I decline, you niggas tellin fables ya lyin'
If you tried to cash in all ya raps, you at the bank with a dime
I play it cool, I'm in the shade and I'm just waitin' to shine
To tell the truth, I ain't afraid I know my fate is divine
Hop in the booth with one take and that's a dangerous sign
I'm on my Drake, I take a 6 and I can make her a 9
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex, see I really got next I said this that Funk Flex
I'm passionate for rappin' only classic shit (yes)
I'm an advocate for passin' over average (yes)
The flow is straight from Nazareth, immaculate (yes)
I know I'll make it happen cuz I'm talented (aye)
It ain't a doubt in my mind
I'm on the route to get the clout and it's a mountain to climb
I'm countin' my time - tick-tock, Apple on my wrist watch
Catapult my status to a rapper with the big knots
Had to go bananas, hold my trophy, show the banners
Sorry I don't know no manners when I'm posin' for the cameras
I be cookin' up the tracks and put my foot in like a sandal
If we puttin' it on wax, you really couldn't hold a candle to the boy
I'm the man and I do damage I destroy
Any plan you had before, from the mantle to the core
I dismantle any chance you had at standin' to the boy
When you shootin' for the sky sometimes you landin' on the floor
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex
This that Funk Flex, see I really got next I said this that Funk Flex
Writer: Denver Biddle III
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