Текст песни Function! - AyyeitsJustiin

Ayyeitsjustiin hizo lo qué en esta pista?
Yeah
Okay okay
Uh huh

They just be learning all of my lyrics now, I guess that I'm really just on my way up
Me and Dylaves on a track, we runnin it back, they better not play with us

My boys they upping the score, we need us some more, shit easy like layups
I really wish 'em the best, too easy, no stress, I gotta tell 'em good luck

Me? I'm up in cali like curry
That boy is a cowardly bitch like he courage
The crew in the stu and bro sippin' on dirty
What would Jesus do if he was all on Maury

I'm just not the type to go tell her I'm sorry
I need to blow quick and get the Ferrari
R.C. with me please go add calamari
I need em to play this track at the party

I'm with justin pulling up to the function
She off the percs she can't even function
I don't pop yercs I ain't taking nothing
She say that she love me she want me to say something

Said he got guns but he is not clutching
In the pit and he ain't even punching
His girl on me and I think that she crushing
Say she look good and now she is blushing

Left her on open and now she confronting
Just tryna save her from the suffering
She don't believe me she think that I'm fronting
She be having like trouble like trusting
I be having like trouble adjusting
You can keep it but I ain't refunding
You can keep it but I ain't refunding

They ain't liking Dylaves, I think that they hate
I'm state to state, he can't relate
He pressing me, he meet his fate
Now he down under, they calling him mate

Justin yeah he just made his own plate
Don't know what he said but they wanna translate
He talking fast, yeah I thinks it's innate
Yeah I'm a cracker that is my trait

I'm going fast we on the interstate
We taking it back to her estate
We was behind we getting home late
Just took of my nyjahs she ask if I skate
They want this to drop but i think it gone wait

They just be learning all of my lyrics now, I guess that I'm really just on my way up
Me and Dylaves on a track, we runnin it back, they better not play with us

My boys they upping the score, we need us some more, shit easy like layups
I really wish 'em the best, too easy, no stress, I gotta tell em good luck

Me? I'm up in cali like curry
That boy is a cowardly bitch like he courage
The crew in the stu and bro sippin on dirty
What would Jesus do if he was all on Maury

I'm just not the type to go tell her I'm sorry
I need to blow quick and get the Ferrari
R.C. with me please go add calamari
I need em to play this track at the party

I'm with justin pulling up to the function
She off the percs she can't even function
I don't pop yercs I ain't taking nothing
She say that she love me she want me to say something

Said he got guns but he is not clutching
In the pit and he ain't even punching
His girl on me and I think that she crushing
Say she look good and now she is blushing

They ain't liking Dylaves I think that they hate
I'm state to state, he can't relate
He pressing me, he meet his fate
Now he down under they calling him mate

Justin yeah he just made his own plate
Don't know what he said but they wanna translate
He talking fast yeah I thinks it's innate
Yeah I'm a cracker that is my trait
Dylaves, what the fuck?