(Part 5) Funk Flex Freestyle

[Intro: Tata]

Grrah
4's
Huh, [?]
Huh, Grrah

[Verse: Tata ]

I got more money then a lot of you niggas, I'm on some better shit
Yeah I been stayin' out the way, I'm on some clever shit
I could name a lot of opps that I'm better then
I slide through, hangin' out the fuckin' V, let the Beretta spit
Why he keep rappin'? That niggas butt
Why he cappin'? His lil' brother just got sent up
He keep screamin' in his raps but that nigga sound like a bitch
His mother dissin' up on live, I make that dump, bitch eat the-
Like huh, I'm droppin' niggas set, I'm gangster
Huh huh, like in a cab I bet I make a nigga lift
I'm not puttin' no more trust in these bitches they make me-
I'm in the Ville wit' all my chains on, got me lookin' like a lick nigga
Nigga tryna break the team, you on some base shit
Niggas keep dick ridin' gang, you on some gay shit
Huh, they keep cancelling our shows, they on some hate shit
Huh, 'til I pull up to the, and let that 'K spit
Walk into the spot, like "What the fuck is up"
Like, we don't gotta shoot, we could knuckle up
Spent 10K on my ring nigga, I hold my knuckle up
Nigga, they ain't tuff enough, weapons down I'll fuck you up