Functions
Your Stepdad
GENRE
[Verse 1: Your Stepdad]
Ayy, you not invited to functions
Foenem had told me you function weird 'cause you don't have normal discussions
We be on dollar agendas, throwing subliminals ain't in the budget
You on the menu if we can't trust you
Shit that I been through, look at my muscle
Chopped with a—damn, chopped with a Ginsu, we finna cut you
Ayy, too many problems, never discuss 'em
Shorty be bugging, bitch, why you fussing?
Why you can't listen to simple instructions?
Look how you move, you live in destruction
Look how you talk, you niggas be bluffing
Ayy, gotta pull out 'cause I don't need a munchkin
Gotta pull out 'cause I—yeah
My lil' bro is myself
My big bro is myself
My own blood caught me lacking, that shit tough when it's no one else
I'm sure my hoes play Assassin's Creed with the way they move in stealth
Who would have thought that staying alone was the best thing for my—
[Verse 2: Coszmno]
Might be the best thing for my— (Uh)
Damn, then I'm finna slide with a kit
Know that we riding with Drac's in the six
Glock is the oven, it's baking him quick
My choppa Jewish, these bullets is real
The Wock' in the navy, I'm cracking a seal
Banana clip, know that I'm letting it peel
Choppa too and-one, get a dunk like Shaquille (We love you, Coz)
Keep running with twelve, got a nigga Tom Brady
Gotta light up the room 'cause these niggas be shady
Like a rich nigga, sipping on Perry, no Katie
Got a brown skin zo 'cause she said she from Haiti
Just like Zach, I'm like, "What the Efron with these niggas?"
And this Glock finna go do a song with some niggas
And she sucking like she at the ball on a nigga
On a Schwarznegger block, smoking stog' on these niggas
Just like an emo, she want me to choke it
[?]
I'm a young nigga winning for free like I'm Oprah
Sticking it high in her notes like an Oprah (Damn, hold on)
I meant that this choppa gon' sing like an opera
Sticked it in tongues like I worked at the doctor
Spin with a choppa like I'm at the— (Uh)
This Glock is a they/them, I seen it shoot both ways
Clip picking sides like it's apples or O'Jays
Viva la choppa, it's making some cold plays
Two holes in the Knuckles, we spin on a cold day
She giving deep brain, no Jimmy Neutron
Stick take him half off just like a coupon
Dawg finna shoot like he playing for UConn
Dawg finna shoot like he— (Grrah)
Ayy, you not invited to functions
Foenem had told me you function weird 'cause you don't have normal discussions
We be on dollar agendas, throwing subliminals ain't in the budget
You on the menu if we can't trust you
Shit that I been through, look at my muscle
Chopped with a—damn, chopped with a Ginsu, we finna cut you
Ayy, too many problems, never discuss 'em
Shorty be bugging, bitch, why you fussing?
Why you can't listen to simple instructions?
Look how you move, you live in destruction
Look how you talk, you niggas be bluffing
Ayy, gotta pull out 'cause I don't need a munchkin
Gotta pull out 'cause I—yeah
My lil' bro is myself
My big bro is myself
My own blood caught me lacking, that shit tough when it's no one else
I'm sure my hoes play Assassin's Creed with the way they move in stealth
Who would have thought that staying alone was the best thing for my—
[Verse 2: Coszmno]
Might be the best thing for my— (Uh)
Damn, then I'm finna slide with a kit
Know that we riding with Drac's in the six
Glock is the oven, it's baking him quick
My choppa Jewish, these bullets is real
The Wock' in the navy, I'm cracking a seal
Banana clip, know that I'm letting it peel
Choppa too and-one, get a dunk like Shaquille (We love you, Coz)
Keep running with twelve, got a nigga Tom Brady
Gotta light up the room 'cause these niggas be shady
Like a rich nigga, sipping on Perry, no Katie
Got a brown skin zo 'cause she said she from Haiti
Just like Zach, I'm like, "What the Efron with these niggas?"
And this Glock finna go do a song with some niggas
And she sucking like she at the ball on a nigga
On a Schwarznegger block, smoking stog' on these niggas
Just like an emo, she want me to choke it
[?]
I'm a young nigga winning for free like I'm Oprah
Sticking it high in her notes like an Oprah (Damn, hold on)
I meant that this choppa gon' sing like an opera
Sticked it in tongues like I worked at the doctor
Spin with a choppa like I'm at the— (Uh)
This Glock is a they/them, I seen it shoot both ways
Clip picking sides like it's apples or O'Jays
Viva la choppa, it's making some cold plays
Two holes in the Knuckles, we spin on a cold day
She giving deep brain, no Jimmy Neutron
Stick take him half off just like a coupon
Dawg finna shoot like he playing for UConn
Dawg finna shoot like he— (Grrah)
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