Fuck Up the Function

[Verse 1]
Yeah yeah
Shawty a dozen
Yeah yeah
It's dark in the dungeon
A big middle finger to my foes
I hate them like my ex hoes
Keep your distance don't come close
They thought they'd bury me but I rose
You talk shit we pull up and you freeze
Kniggas think they've got the keys
They want everyone on their knees
But I'm so high man I'm on trees
I keep my circle small I don't need a lot of Pringles
Abangaziyo bayazi mfan'anakithi mina ngiy'ngozi
My bank account is nice man I keep adding zeros
Everybody back home treats me like a hero
Knigga don't judge my drink like you know all my demons
Man I grew up eating un-sliced bread and sipping Trinco
Now all my mornings are smelling like Cappuccino
And your little buzz is annoying you're a Mosquito
Shawty a dozen...I bagged her like hunnids
A deeper discussion...I'm keeping it coming
It's dark in the dungeon I don't let the sun in
With my kniggas we're coming don't make no assumptions

[Chorus]
Fuck up the function
Fuck up the function
Fuck up the function
Fuck up the function
Fuck up the function
Fuck up the function
Fuck up the function
Fuck up the function

[Verse 2]
Bron-Cleer chugging ain't sipping no Tussin
Me and bros get guap together like Muslim
808 flushing like plumbing it's pumping
I came from the dustbin knigga knuck if you bucking
Got w's boming in split the bread its crumbling
I'm going dumb again my torso is numb again
Hit up the mothership keep the peace is it puzzling
Done with the struggling I keep my bitch muzzled in
My throat an embezzlement going up off a sedative
Eyes looking devilish but God got me ever rich
I was told never snitch don't start it just settle it
Raise the bar I don't level it push to start-ed I'm elegant
Shawty a dozen...I bagged her like hunnids
A deeper discussion...I'm keeping it coming
It's dark in the dungeon I don't let the sun in
With my kniggas we're coming don't make no assumptions

[Chorus]
Fuck up the function
Fuck up the function
Fuck up the function
Fuck up the function
Fuck up the function
Fuck up the function
Fuck up the function
Fuck up the function

[Verse 3]
Bitch I ball on arrival prey on my rivals
Pray for my idols I pray they ain't suicidal
I keep that juice in that Styro my neck is on Crayon
My shit is on Pyro stacking paper like Bibles
I make that bitch go "Heyi wena let me in the car uw'bae wena"
Beat that pussy like Cavemen and she don't ever leave 'til I say when
That fat ass too cheeky if she lacks class boo leave me
All my kniggas too breezy man I make it look too easy
I was down I was down I was down
Til I was found I was found underground
Holdin' it down hold it down hold it down
We fuck it up every time we're around

[Chorus]
Fuck up the function
Fuck up the function
Fuck up the function
Fuck up the function
Fuck up the function
Fuck up the function
Fuck up the function
Fuck up the function