40 – function lyrics – e

function
(feat. iamsu, problem, yg)

[problem – chorus]
ay, ay b*tch, try this
guaranteed turn a square to a bi b*tch
you ain’t down b-b-bye b*tch
i ain’t got time for playing, i’m just sayin’ man
we out here trynna function
we out here trynna function
we out here trynna function
we out here trynna function
we out here trynna function
we out here trynna function
i ain’t got time for playing, i’m just sayin’ man
we out here trynna function
we out here trynna function
we out here trynna function
we out here trynna function
we out here trynna function
we out here trynna function
i ain’t got time for playing, i’m just sayin’ man
we out here trynna function

[e-40]
we out here trynna function b*tch
you f*ckin’ off my high, get up out my mix
you messin’ up my vibe i’m trynna get some crevice
put her in my ride, take her to the rich
i’m toasted and sloppy, i f*ck with broccoli bacardi
151 out my body, about that green like wasabi
like anwari we mobbin’
we bossy back the f*ck off me
getting’ money my hobby, not getting’ money is not
only rappers i listen to is e-40 and pac
i’m havin’ my revenue playa havin’ this guap
i’m on my fly, big n*gg* sh*t man i stay laced and groomed
i spray myself with sucka repellent my n*gg* not perfume
anything you got i can sell it to hustla’s, think i can’t?
gift of gab sell the white house black paint
word candy, s-l-a-n-g
thinkin’ about taking a million dollar insurance policy out on my mouthpiece
biatch!

[chorus]

[iamsu]
ay b*tch ok b*tch
it’s uncle earl and the hbk b*tch
make sure the game they already know that we ballin’
i’m comin’ straight out the rich, i got family down in new orleans
where you from you say you lyin’
out here we say that you jawsin’
you probably thought this never would happen
my n*gg*s been called an alcoholic, when sippin’ that liquor
oh i’m drunk as h*ll
f*ckin’ with a lil’ b*tch over in vallejo
got a whole pack of pre-rolled young l’s
and i’m never down to uno, pockets on sumo
hater’s respect the pedigree, baller heavily
a phony homie i’ll never be for methamphetamine
that means it’s crack ho
young g hotter than tabasco
i smash hoes, collect 200 and p*ss go
my flow so lamborghini yo sh*t’s a rav-4
now you understand why everything i do i gas ho
suzie! n*gg*!

[chorus]

[yg]
i’m out here trynna function, out here trynna function
don’t talk to me b*tch if we ain’t buckin’
yea i’m a *sshole, i don’t give a f*ck though
skip the bullsh*t like wussup with some suck though
i go too much, make you b*tch choose up
n*gg*s getting’ mad n*gg* what you gon’ do
if he think he too tough
you know i keep two tucked
if i don’t fight that mean i’m comin’ back to shoot
ridin’ in the car, lookin’ for a bad b*tch
man she got some t*ts
yea she gotta be dumb cute
got her number text her phone like “baby what you doin'”
she was like “nothing much you should come through”
i got d*ck for days, i got d*ck for days
made her take off her work and gave her d*ck for days
push it to my brain, to my temple b*tch
and i don’t like these hoe’s i give ’em d*ck for dem, whoop

[chorus]

/ e lyrics