Heartless Function
Ay dbg don't get caught up in that pack nigga
Leave a nigga in that pack nigga
Don't approach me in the function when you see me coming through
I need some space from everybody screaming heartless
I need a drink I need a seat I'm tryna get up off my feet
My shits be hurting cause I'm stepping out the hardest
I see all these niggas with these bitches that be sucking all that dick
And got 'em sipping off they cup these niggas wallin
Bitches acting boujee from my city I don't fuck with local bitches
Cause I'm knowing that these bitches they don't got it
How you watch my every move but you niggas can not top shit
Dressed in palm angels like I flew in from the tropics
Hit lil bro to send the loc to hit the lick he send the drop quick
I ain't have to teach him cause he grew up on that hot shit
Nineth and Garden U.P. baby grew up in them projects
2924 hopped up off that porch bitch
Imma real g ain't like you niggas out here forcing it
Imma cool nigga til you try me then I'm torching shit
I got what you need baby I got what you want
Baby I got all the funds to make you everything you not
So what you gon do you gon come into this room
I don't like it from the back just suck it up and get on top
In the stu I'm cooking up the finest shit like Betty Crocker
Real gold on my neck this ain't that shit that turn to copper
With a Spanish bitch so choppacita what I named the choppa
Can't be cappin on no verse and I can put that on my momma (Fa fa fa fa)
Fuck around and let these hollows hit yo face just like you sun kissed (Gddrrrrr)
I can't call no nigga my opp that be on some bum shit
Talking on the net with all that rah rah on that hoe shit
Know the feds be watching know we call that shit a low snitch
I got what you need nigga I got what you want nigga
I got all the funds to make you everything you not
Started as a youngin we was thuggin we had nothing
I ain't have no silver spoon I had to get it off the block
I got what you need baby I got what you want
Baby I got all the funds to make you everything you not
So what you gon do you gon come into this room
I don't like it from the back just suck it up and get on top bitch
Different body goat niggas know I do the most (Gddrr)
Leave a nigga in that pack nigga
Don't approach me in the function when you see me coming through
I need some space from everybody screaming heartless
I need a drink I need a seat I'm tryna get up off my feet
My shits be hurting cause I'm stepping out the hardest
I see all these niggas with these bitches that be sucking all that dick
And got 'em sipping off they cup these niggas wallin
Bitches acting boujee from my city I don't fuck with local bitches
Cause I'm knowing that these bitches they don't got it
How you watch my every move but you niggas can not top shit
Dressed in palm angels like I flew in from the tropics
Hit lil bro to send the loc to hit the lick he send the drop quick
I ain't have to teach him cause he grew up on that hot shit
Nineth and Garden U.P. baby grew up in them projects
2924 hopped up off that porch bitch
Imma real g ain't like you niggas out here forcing it
Imma cool nigga til you try me then I'm torching shit
I got what you need baby I got what you want
Baby I got all the funds to make you everything you not
So what you gon do you gon come into this room
I don't like it from the back just suck it up and get on top
In the stu I'm cooking up the finest shit like Betty Crocker
Real gold on my neck this ain't that shit that turn to copper
With a Spanish bitch so choppacita what I named the choppa
Can't be cappin on no verse and I can put that on my momma (Fa fa fa fa)
Fuck around and let these hollows hit yo face just like you sun kissed (Gddrrrrr)
I can't call no nigga my opp that be on some bum shit
Talking on the net with all that rah rah on that hoe shit
Know the feds be watching know we call that shit a low snitch
I got what you need nigga I got what you want nigga
I got all the funds to make you everything you not
Started as a youngin we was thuggin we had nothing
I ain't have no silver spoon I had to get it off the block
I got what you need baby I got what you want
Baby I got all the funds to make you everything you not
So what you gon do you gon come into this room
I don't like it from the back just suck it up and get on top bitch
Different body goat niggas know I do the most (Gddrr)
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Writer(s): Raejaun Smith
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