Funny Kante
Yeah! it's Az Smith in the building
Yo' heard
These bitches hear my voice
And they niggas start to hurt
Yeah I need my za
Pass me my za, pass me my za
Amma lit my za
I'm not good for you (you)
I'm a goofy dude (dude)
Run around my niggas dem
Like I'm scooby doo (doo)
Yeah I'm a rabid dawg (dawg)
Scare a bad nigga off (off)
These niggas do the yapping buh we do the clapping
Smoking on my za funny kante (Kante)
Smoking on my za (uh)
Funny kante (Kante)
Smoking on my za (uh)
Funny kante (Kante)
When I'm Smoking on my za (uh)
Call me funny Kante (Kante)
In da club it's loud
I might pass out (pass out)
Do the signal to my brodas
And I bounce out (bounce)
Hanging around the corner
And I'm smoking on my za
When I speak say yes sir I'm
About my business call me mister
Baby i go by AZ smith I major in literature
Let the dialogue take turns
Keep talking till its my turn when I state my terms
I don't waste no time
Buh I take my time
My words come to me in time
I'm so smart that made her mad
Got her so mad (so mad)
You can call me crazy buh i'm so fly I might crash
Put that fire on my za
Trying to get higher
Money must made
Put an end to the hate
This kinda shot don't suit me
Not a grown ass man faking
Why I stood my ground
I'm like baby what's your terms
Nah I'm no pervert
Make no mistakes i'm perfect
If you game stay calm
Straight to your domain like my sperm
My groupie like wu tang
Got me feeling like King Kong
Play her ass like ping pong
Take my mic and sing song
Put that mouth on my mic
I'm a boss you can tell by psych
I'm not the one you should like look I got my za lit
I'm not good for you (you)
I'm a goofy dude (dude)
Run around my niggas dem
Like I'm scooby doo (doo)
Yeah I'm a rabid dawg (dawg)
Scare a bad nigga off (off)
These niggas do the yapping buh we do the clapping
Smoking on my za funny kante (Kante)
Smoking on my za (uh)
Funny kante (Kante)
Smoking on my za (uh)
Funny kante (Kante)
When I'm Smoking on my za (uh)
Call me funny Kante (Kante)
Lion tatted by my heart
Still I'm child at heart
Playful when I'm normal
Get dangerous when I'm crossed
I'm not the only one
Allowed to feel this way
So these bitches know I'm game
Why I keep it gang gang (gang gang)
I don't gang bang
Don't put my feelings on display
Get wasted any chance I get
Feels good when I smoke that za
Hmm it's purifying my steps glorifying
Cleanse me off my doubt
Always wanna be that child
I don't give a fuck
You know I fuck up
When I was reborn took a spank then I woke up
You said I fuck up, you need to wake up
Always wanna be da judge
Cause u wanna keep the scores
I'm in no competition (woah)
Getting no eviction, Steady making provision
Stepping towards my vision
Walk through the light but I see no tunnel
Walk in my faith stay guided like a funnel
I still look up to the stars, warrior known by their scars
Growing up feels like dying
So I'd rather smoke da za (yeah)
Yeah das my best friend
Dat keeps me off my girlfriend
When she starts to nag light my fire on my za
In 2020 I became a fine boy
Wanna spread my wings so I roll with dem fly boys
I'm a miscreant yeah I made mama cry boy
You know whats sweet
She ain't cryin o'er my corpse boy
Going slow n steady
I ain't gotta check my time
This glory must be hefty
I'm gonna take my time
State my terms when
I speak boy I waste no time
Glory glory my words come to me in time (Eerh)
Yo' heard
These bitches hear my voice
And they niggas start to hurt
Yeah I need my za
Pass me my za, pass me my za
Amma lit my za
I'm not good for you (you)
I'm a goofy dude (dude)
Run around my niggas dem
Like I'm scooby doo (doo)
Yeah I'm a rabid dawg (dawg)
Scare a bad nigga off (off)
These niggas do the yapping buh we do the clapping
Smoking on my za funny kante (Kante)
Smoking on my za (uh)
Funny kante (Kante)
Smoking on my za (uh)
Funny kante (Kante)
When I'm Smoking on my za (uh)
Call me funny Kante (Kante)
In da club it's loud
I might pass out (pass out)
Do the signal to my brodas
And I bounce out (bounce)
Hanging around the corner
And I'm smoking on my za
When I speak say yes sir I'm
About my business call me mister
Baby i go by AZ smith I major in literature
Let the dialogue take turns
Keep talking till its my turn when I state my terms
I don't waste no time
Buh I take my time
My words come to me in time
I'm so smart that made her mad
Got her so mad (so mad)
You can call me crazy buh i'm so fly I might crash
Put that fire on my za
Trying to get higher
Money must made
Put an end to the hate
This kinda shot don't suit me
Not a grown ass man faking
Why I stood my ground
I'm like baby what's your terms
Nah I'm no pervert
Make no mistakes i'm perfect
If you game stay calm
Straight to your domain like my sperm
My groupie like wu tang
Got me feeling like King Kong
Play her ass like ping pong
Take my mic and sing song
Put that mouth on my mic
I'm a boss you can tell by psych
I'm not the one you should like look I got my za lit
I'm not good for you (you)
I'm a goofy dude (dude)
Run around my niggas dem
Like I'm scooby doo (doo)
Yeah I'm a rabid dawg (dawg)
Scare a bad nigga off (off)
These niggas do the yapping buh we do the clapping
Smoking on my za funny kante (Kante)
Smoking on my za (uh)
Funny kante (Kante)
Smoking on my za (uh)
Funny kante (Kante)
When I'm Smoking on my za (uh)
Call me funny Kante (Kante)
Lion tatted by my heart
Still I'm child at heart
Playful when I'm normal
Get dangerous when I'm crossed
I'm not the only one
Allowed to feel this way
So these bitches know I'm game
Why I keep it gang gang (gang gang)
I don't gang bang
Don't put my feelings on display
Get wasted any chance I get
Feels good when I smoke that za
Hmm it's purifying my steps glorifying
Cleanse me off my doubt
Always wanna be that child
I don't give a fuck
You know I fuck up
When I was reborn took a spank then I woke up
You said I fuck up, you need to wake up
Always wanna be da judge
Cause u wanna keep the scores
I'm in no competition (woah)
Getting no eviction, Steady making provision
Stepping towards my vision
Walk through the light but I see no tunnel
Walk in my faith stay guided like a funnel
I still look up to the stars, warrior known by their scars
Growing up feels like dying
So I'd rather smoke da za (yeah)
Yeah das my best friend
Dat keeps me off my girlfriend
When she starts to nag light my fire on my za
In 2020 I became a fine boy
Wanna spread my wings so I roll with dem fly boys
I'm a miscreant yeah I made mama cry boy
You know whats sweet
She ain't cryin o'er my corpse boy
Going slow n steady
I ain't gotta check my time
This glory must be hefty
I'm gonna take my time
State my terms when
I speak boy I waste no time
Glory glory my words come to me in time (Eerh)
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Writer(s): Az Smith
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