A made this beat
You know, I'm gonna have this bitch do my producer's hat
And then I remember I shot his ass
Ate his momma coochie sandwich
Niggas don't look up to Drake and the haircut
We spent the block, but I'm doing it right
Where they at
Talkin' real tough, but I ain't jackin'
Watchin' me
Niggas beatin' rhymes like they runnin' in the streets
Shot his nigga last Friday
Look at him, bro
Nigga know I'm always pushin' the P
And I'll push that block until they all get scared
And then you better watch that car
That's why they call me Funky
Nigga know you gotta push the P, push the B
I ain't gon' lie, f*ck a modern girl, man
That's a bitch
And I'm marching to your sandwich
And her momma like me
I remember that day when I hit the straight and hit the shit
Nigga know the 40 got a flat D
B-O-N-E
That's why I'm servin' them f*ckin' junkies
Might as well come in, chop it away
I'll be servin' them packs
Nigga know I'm about to eat your bitch like a real rat