Songtexte Funko! - drako!

I just add up for the pope, I can't even stand here
Pray you got the stamina, wrist shine like a cameraman
Finna glisten like cameraman just to style shit
Lil' ho, you ain't got my number, lil' ho, go get gone
And I done learned how to hold my own, fuck 'bout a handout, nigga
I learned how to do shit on my own, bitch, I was a standout nigga
I fumbled the bag, but I got it back, bitch, I been on that shit
A whole lot of trolls that I want me to fail, lil nigga can't decide that shit

It's only one bitch I know, that fuck with the hummer
And I don't really fuck with tea, might have to up the drummer
You a lil Funko pop, sitting on your phone talking shit, uh
You wanna get disrespectful, I'll beat your ass on shit, uh
You, you
I'll shit shit on a nigga, I don't give a fuck, fuck 'bout a bathroom
Snippets on your page, they stink like you, shit, they need a bath too
And I'm rocking this shit, and I'm whipping the wraith, and I'm driving it fast too
Really? I just be burning like that, uh
I just be, uh, uh, I just be counting like that, uh
Coming, coming, coming, coming
The money stay coming like that
Ho hit my phone tweaking like, bitch relax
You need to calm down on my name
I'm on my brand new shit like, damn, I feel like a brand new kid, uh
I'm on my brand new shit like, damn, I feel like a whole new kid, uh
Whole new man
Whole other, whole other, whole other level, uh
I'm taking two floors at a time, yo ass on first level
Pumping the gas, call me a daredevil, hit him with farewell
Then I send his ass down to hell where he belong, nigga
This nigga broke as hell for a reason, though
I don't do none of the beggin', askin', shit, I don't know
And see how he look for improvement, huh, well it's up in the air
And see how these lil' niggas got where they at? Damn right I put them there