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lirik lagu funkmaster flex - hitta

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[intro: funk flex]
let’s go

[verse: bobby shmurda]
i go hard in that paint, n~gga
do you stink, n~gga?
f~ck you n~ggas think, n~gga
sh~t, b~tch, i’m gang, n~gga
big wolf~pack, we ain’t, n~gga
ate this tray, n~gga
i don’t even aim, n~gga
hashed his brains, n~gga
left in on the paint, n~gga
f~ck this flame, n~gga
ask my brother fame, n~gga
blow that thing, b~tch, since i was thirteen, n~gga
f~ck you think, these motherf~ckers put me in chains, n~gga?
’cause i’m wildin’, a motherf~ckin’ b~tch~n~gga
ask a snitch~n~gga, how i’ma take out hits, n~gga?
grr, clips at the clips, you know i’m dumpin’ off
it’s .30 on the glock, you know it’s guns involved
it’s .30 on the hood, you know it’s drac’s involved
funny b~tches running away, n~gga, sloppy vault
bunch of ice on my neck, you know, the f~ck you think?
runnin’ ’round with five~hunnid and a f~cking tec
i shot a n~gga last week, on gang, b~tch
they gon’ want to put a n~gga up on chains, b~tch
you know i’m ’bout my motherf~ckin’ paper, what’s up?
.20 got me, homie, and the .30 got you f~cking caught
i don’t even like to play games, n~gga
that’s why i came home and bought a cavе, n~gga
i’m choppin’ b~tches down every day, n~gga
had him flossеd up first day, on the plane, n~gga
icy, like the motherf~cking a, n~gga
i look like i came up off the a, n~gga, woo
but, i ain’t f~cking gucci mane, n~gga
big cripped up, with a motherf~cking bang, n~gga
yeah, i like to stand on top a motherf~cking n~gga
yeah, i’m young and i ~~~~ like, “what’s poppin’, n~gga?”
ha, buy a motherf~cking popper, n~gga
ha, i’ma motherf~ckin’ pop a n~gga
ask my motherf~ckin’ mobber, n~gga
shot a bunch of n~ggas, bruh, what the f~ck you claim, n~gga?
she say, “get out with your motherf~cking sneaks, n~gga”
she say, “get out with your motherf~cking crip n~ggas”
ooh, why you know it’s lit, n~gga?
i came home in your b~tch, n~gga, rich n~gga
look, n~gga, b~tch~n~gga
yeah, i’m in the spot with a stick, n~gga, brr
hop out my mama name
shot a n~gga, left him dead, on my mama, gang
this n~gga crazy, boy, i’m on my mama chains
and my neck, you too, and my brother’s clue
what the f~ck you do? i used to move to doobs
i’m talking s~xy ghost, n~gga, every f~cking weekend, i rob him through
go ask—
[outro: funk flex]
you know what it is
funk flex, bobby shmurda, we here, we hot
and on that note, f~ck you


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