Ready 4 The Funk lyrics

[Verse 1]
Brandon got beef, I STILL roam the streets. (Mmm!)
Take another loss, Ima murder for hire
n*ggas too hot, Everybody drop
Funk in the spot. (Mmmm!)
Tried to keep it cool. B, you a fool. (Damn!)
West, what it do. Still hold the 2. (One hunnit!)
f*ck what you heard, b*tch, I’m still what it do. (Feel me)
I don’t give a f*ck, I’ll rob the dopeman too

(Basedgod—Basedgod. Nyeah)
(THUGGIN!!!)

[Hook]
b*tch Mob Killa, USA Killa
Task Force Killa, I’m Fo’ Realla
Ski Mask Killa
Scared of no b*tch, I’m ready for the funk

b*tch Mob Killa, USA Killa
Task Force Killa
Get Your Mind Right , b*tch, I’m Fo’ Realla
Ski Mask Killa
Scared of no b*tch, I’m ready for the funk

[Verse 2]
If you ask me, b*tch, the game been deep. (Mmm-Hmmm)
Once you turn creep, we gon’ ALWAYS have beef
Don’t be like me, I be looking over my shoulder
Got a chip on my shoulder. I f*ck with the ‘Nolia
On the back streets, now I slide through central (Mmm!)
I ride presidential, LOOK AT ME, b*tch. (UHMMM!!)
I’M RICH OFF MY WRIST, NOT TALKING ‘BOUT THE DOPE. (Mmm)
MAC-11 strap get dirty like a ho
MAC-11 strap make you look like a child. (Basedgod)
I play a dirty game that your ass will find (Ksssssssss..)
I feel violated like that n*gga Yo Gotti
That n*gga tried to stop me, Dumped the b*tch body. (Basedgod)
I’m Luni Coleone ‘cause n*gga, this that Thug sh*t (Feel me)
“No mask, no club” sh*t, This that real goon sh*t
This that “I really rock, and I feel your f*cking word” (We f*ck with you, Basedgod!)
Protect what you earn and, b*tch, respect my f*cking nerve
[Hook]

(Agent Basedgod)