(Part 5) Funk Flex Freestyle lyrics

[Intro: Tata]

Grrah
4's
Huh, [?]
Huh, Grrah

[Verse: Tata ]

I got more money then a lot of you n*ggas, I'm on some better sh*t
Yeah I been stayin' out the way, I'm on some clever sh*t
I could name a lot of opps that I'm better then
I slide through, hangin' out the f*ckin' V, let the Beretta spit
Why he keep rappin'? That n*ggas butt
Why he cappin'? His lil' brother just got sent up
He keep screamin' in his raps but that n*gga sound like a b*tch
His mother dissin' up on live, I make that dump, b*tch eat the-
Like huh, I'm droppin' n*ggas set, I'm gangster
Huh huh, like in a cab I bet I make a n*gga lift
I'm not puttin' no more trust in these b*tches they make me-
I'm in the Ville wit' all my chains on, got me lookin' like a lick n*gga
n*gga tryna break the team, you on some base sh*t
n*ggas keep di*k ridin' gang, you on some gay sh*t
Huh, they keep cancelling our shows, they on some hate sh*t
Huh, 'til I pull up to the, and let that 'K spit
Walk into the spot, like "What the f*ck is up"
Like, we don't gotta shoot, we could knuckle up
Spent 10K on my ring n*gga, I hold my knuckle up
n*gga, they ain't tuff enough, weapons down I'll f*ck you up