Lloyd Banks (2022) | Funk Flex | #Freestyle187

Lyrics
[Verse] Queens get the money COTI 2 out right now Uh, for the haters for whatever its worth, I wish 'em well Was sick when Kobe died, laughed when Oprah fell Learn you niggas by respect, took pride since show and tell Nothing like what you'd expect hide from broken shelves You bugging and tugging on two straps, they both Chanel My name been holding weight, my mail done broke the scale Fake bowlers suffer from L's and choking spells Cooked a thousand, now they mеdiocre, he smoked as wеll I did flew around the world, split backs in Medellin Orange and blue Captain Baxter stella team Still one of the most underrated you ever seen A fiend, I know screams to the smell green Hotter than Hannah Lana not 9 blocks of pimpin scene Targets f.y's and mom and pops in between Customize and make a pom box fit your team Must be bombs lay you on your loans get your streams Niggas is damn near dead corner you know Then stepping over old friends in 40 below Timb's 50 men entourages with no grins Everything but a rocket launcher the rose grim Matching firearms I'm going to reload twins Human sacrifices let me hold 10 Where the fuck is that does he still got his shit from Flex the only time I miss a steps when I skip one Grind now celebrate when the flip done Cool with it, long as the outcome is income I'm the shit son, the HNIC in son Jamaican posse click run, he made me body shit young Always been ahead of the game and have to change with it Anybody pulled out cement I put my name in it 26 had to go on my first cage visit Stay out the way because hollow tips don't got an age limit You can be NBA size and rage shrem it Send me a kid package with my accolades in it Color money get you black rocks white beaches I lay it on her she gonna come twice like sneezes Until the weather freezes it's all light seasons 25 clips is all light features, sip tags Off-white sneakers Sharpening my weapon to protect my gift Never seen the goose in my studio if you catch my drift My rap clip too heavy for sneak dissing Whoever threw a clout chasing'd have the street shifting My saddle like real bright I'm deep dishing Same OG, moon rocking for remixing Plug up a boom box, I drop an elite victim The slugs in the toolbox when club and we reach with Niggas be up here rapping with the penis Before the next nigga come up here capping let me screen him first Gold digging plane hoes looking for the end of rainbows It's called adreno head so good it got a halo Anything is alfredo when you on payroll From straight out the 80s, dookie link calm Kangol Niggas jacking the lingo, don't alarm Banko Passport full of visas where your balls ain't go I was always the sickest one in the moon 30 30 with a zoom'll hit the man on the moon Goon
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Credits
- Writers
- Lloyd Banks