Funky

Lyrics
[Chorus: Pass] Ay, gotta keep it funky, I don't fuck with you Don't take it personal, I gotta bust a move I know these suckers hate it when I'm coming through So keep it to yourself when I'm coming through Gotta keep it funky, I don't fuck with you Gotta keep it solid, I don't fuck with you I know these suckers hate it when I'm coming through So keep it to yourself when I'm coming through [Verse 1: Pass] Ay, ay, look, smoking loud, but they quiet when I come around Light up the street when the sun go down I'm high as fuck, but I'm underground Cut up a pound I am stuck, iron tucked, wired up, try ya' luck, what I came here to smoke Might not be rich, but ya' spirit broke Might copy this when you hear the notes Don't speak dirt on my name, clear ya' throat Searching for fame, the current wave change you steer the boat I'm on the same mission Real nigga-ism pimping, that's what the game missing You niggas moving too slow, that's why I'm lane-switching I can't fuck wit' y'all I gotta click, over I got another call Ay, same ones sleeping on me, now they pillow-talking Still I'm walking off on 'em, let 'em fill a coffin If you not gon' hold me down, you holding me back, ay When the cops come shutting us down, don't overreact, ay I was in the middle of the street, ay Tryna get a little bit of peace, man Niggas wanna get up in the beef, wait Gotta get away when a scene, fake What you niggas think is none of my business Son of a bitch, we running this shit, so come and get with us, ay [Chorus: Pass & Frak] Gotta keep it funky I don't fuck with you Don't take it personal I gotta bust a move I know these suckers hate it when I'm coming through So keep it to yourself when I'm coming through Gotta keep it funky I don't fuck with you Gotta keep it solid I don't fuck with you I know these suckers hate it when I'm coming through So keep it to yourself when I'm coming through [Verse 2: Frak] Lighting some up by the dark side of the moon We hotbox in a room, some Pharcyde and some DOOM Routine too clean, put peroxide in ya' wound From the Bay like Marshawn, when the car slide it go boom They talking crazy on the internet (why?) Then in person, they be softer than a Giga Pet Crews full of clones, but I guess I shoulda known You exactly how your profile look: you a silhouette Got a small circle like a Costco binge They only got a small circle 'cause they got no friends So I stay with one plug like the iPhone X That's why I'm never switching up on you Kylo Rens Saying, too many people tryna sess' you coming out the cesspool On couch arrest, coming out they neck - how eventful They give a fuck about a person 'less there's clout to rescue Motherfuckers got their values from a Value Menu These [?] bitches pretending this shit is foretold Like their little gimmick predicted inside a horoscope Liquor splitting my torso, shit is frigid, the North Pole All that hate is gibberish, listen to it in Morse code Never listen to a hypebeast, never been about the hype, boy Pack a crowd and I'm blacking out 'cause I never listen to the white, noise Talking like you wanna fight, boy Probably fucking up ya' thyroid Gotta keep it funky, they say, "Play that music, white boy" [Chorus: Pass & Frak] Gotta keep it funky I don't fuck with you Don't take it personal I gotta bust a move I know these suckers hate it when I'm coming through So keep it to yourself when I'm coming through Gotta keep it funky I don't fuck with you Gotta keep it solid I don't fuck with you I know these suckers hate it when I'm coming through So keep it to yourself when I'm coming through [Outro: Frak & *sample*] I ain't fucking with you, any place without you is a wonderful view You gon' keep it hundred I'm a hundred and two So keep it ya'self you got nothing to lose, you got nothing to lose I ain't fucking with you, any place without you is a wonderful view You gon' keep it hundred I'm a hundred and two Keep it ya'self you got nothing to lose, yeah "Nothing to use" "Boom"
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Credits
- Writers
- Pass (Battle Rapper)
- Frak
- George Clinton