Functional Addict Testo
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Testo Functional Addict
The one that she fuck with (Drop), she love how I touch it
She how love how it feel, I'm up in her stomach (Bag it up)
Ain’t on no budget, so no jewelers touch it (Ayy)
Don't bust down no watches (Ayy)
Only these bitches you cuff, so let's talk about wrist (Drop it)
Not talkin’ 'bout that lil' toy in your bitch (Bag it up)
That is a railroad, but this is a rich (Ayy)
Two-point-five somethin' there, how does it fit?
I got new yellow cake just to run all my errands (Drop)
Got the vaccine 'cause you niggas is variants (Bag it up)
Just got to Vikin to fish with my parents (Ayy)
Gold on my teeth 'cause it matches my larynx (Ayy)
I just told Tiffany's make my epiphany (Drop)
Clear yellow carbon, I F with it vividly (Bag it up)
LaF number two, but the roof back in Italy (Ayy)
Shoutout to my honnies, I heard y'all was missin’ me
Bust it, babe, bust it, bust it, babе
Bust it, babe, bust it, bust it, babe
Bust it, babe, bust it, bust it, babе
Stick that ass out with pocket lips
And drip the sauce like you ain’t touchin' chips
A half a million to fuck up with
If not, you better off duckin’ him
Functional addict (Drop)
She everyday with it (Bag it up, ayy)
She don't play with it (Ayy)
She gotta have it (Drop, bag it up)
So she stay with it (Ayy) She don't play with it (Ayy)
Functional addict, yeah (No, no, no, no, drop)
She don't care with it (Ayy)
She don’t play with it (Ayy)
She gotta have it (Drop)
So she stay with it (Bag it up)
She don't play with it (Ayy, ayy)
You gon' ask me now or you too proud to beg? (Drop)
She wan' go Hermes 'fore we get in that bed (Bag it up)
I respect the stunters, I might let you spend (Ayy)
My boo like my crew, when she crew, she say "Slatt"
Flew 'cross the map, on them cheeks, that's a fact (Drop it)
Maybe it's six hunnid, recline in the back (Bag it up)
Off the show, I'm found comfortable with a stretch (Ayy)
Fuck a house, got the strap on my back (Ayy)
I can go for nothin', tatted it cap (Drop)
Fuck the rules, 'cause life'll never be fair (Bag it up)
You patronize it, don't even give me no dab (Ayy)
You patronize it, niggas stay on it, stay on it (Ayy)
Diamonds hittin', look like Crayola, they holdin' (Drop)
I'm a wolf and you a coyote (Fuck it up)
You niggas actin' rich and rowdy (Ayy)
Pull up, two-door coupe, this not an Audi (Ayy)
I popped the addy (Drop)
She call me daddy (Bag it up)
Tiffany come, but it's petty (Ayy)
Functional addict (Ayy)
Savage, you go use your credit
Boss up, you niggas pathetic (Bag it up)
These flows done turned me into an addict (Ayy, ayy)
Functional addict (Drop)
She everyday with it (Bag it up)
She don't play with it (Ayy)
She gotta have it (Ayy, drop)
So she stay with it (Bag it up, ayy)
She don't play with it (Ayy)
Ayy, bust it (Drop)
Bust it, bust it (Bag it up)
Bust it, bust it (Ayy, ayy)
Bust it, bust it (Bag it up)
Bust it, bust it (Ayy, ayy)
Bust it, babe, bust it, bust it, babe
Bust it, babe, bust it, bust it, babe
Bust it, babe, bust it, bust it, babe
Stick that ass out with pocket lips
And drip the sauce like you ain't touchin' chips
A half a million to fuck up with
If not, you better off duckin' him
She how love how it feel, I'm up in her stomach (Bag it up)
Ain’t on no budget, so no jewelers touch it (Ayy)
Don't bust down no watches (Ayy)
Only these bitches you cuff, so let's talk about wrist (Drop it)
Not talkin’ 'bout that lil' toy in your bitch (Bag it up)
That is a railroad, but this is a rich (Ayy)
Two-point-five somethin' there, how does it fit?
I got new yellow cake just to run all my errands (Drop)
Got the vaccine 'cause you niggas is variants (Bag it up)
Gold on my teeth 'cause it matches my larynx (Ayy)
I just told Tiffany's make my epiphany (Drop)
Clear yellow carbon, I F with it vividly (Bag it up)
LaF number two, but the roof back in Italy (Ayy)
Shoutout to my honnies, I heard y'all was missin’ me
Bust it, babe, bust it, bust it, babе
Bust it, babe, bust it, bust it, babe
Bust it, babe, bust it, bust it, babе
Stick that ass out with pocket lips
And drip the sauce like you ain’t touchin' chips
A half a million to fuck up with
If not, you better off duckin’ him
Functional addict (Drop)
She everyday with it (Bag it up, ayy)
She don't play with it (Ayy)
She gotta have it (Drop, bag it up)
So she stay with it (Ayy) She don't play with it (Ayy)
Functional addict, yeah (No, no, no, no, drop)
She don't care with it (Ayy)
She don’t play with it (Ayy)
She gotta have it (Drop)
So she stay with it (Bag it up)
She don't play with it (Ayy, ayy)
You gon' ask me now or you too proud to beg? (Drop)
She wan' go Hermes 'fore we get in that bed (Bag it up)
I respect the stunters, I might let you spend (Ayy)
My boo like my crew, when she crew, she say "Slatt"
Flew 'cross the map, on them cheeks, that's a fact (Drop it)
Maybe it's six hunnid, recline in the back (Bag it up)
Off the show, I'm found comfortable with a stretch (Ayy)
Fuck a house, got the strap on my back (Ayy)
I can go for nothin', tatted it cap (Drop)
Fuck the rules, 'cause life'll never be fair (Bag it up)
You patronize it, don't even give me no dab (Ayy)
You patronize it, niggas stay on it, stay on it (Ayy)
Diamonds hittin', look like Crayola, they holdin' (Drop)
I'm a wolf and you a coyote (Fuck it up)
You niggas actin' rich and rowdy (Ayy)
Pull up, two-door coupe, this not an Audi (Ayy)
I popped the addy (Drop)
She call me daddy (Bag it up)
Tiffany come, but it's petty (Ayy)
Functional addict (Ayy)
Savage, you go use your credit
Boss up, you niggas pathetic (Bag it up)
These flows done turned me into an addict (Ayy, ayy)
Functional addict (Drop)
She everyday with it (Bag it up)
She don't play with it (Ayy)
She gotta have it (Ayy, drop)
So she stay with it (Bag it up, ayy)
She don't play with it (Ayy)
Ayy, bust it (Drop)
Bust it, bust it (Bag it up)
Bust it, bust it (Ayy, ayy)
Bust it, bust it (Bag it up)
Bust it, bust it (Ayy, ayy)
Bust it, babe, bust it, bust it, babe
Bust it, babe, bust it, bust it, babe
Bust it, babe, bust it, bust it, babe
Stick that ass out with pocket lips
And drip the sauce like you ain't touchin' chips
A half a million to fuck up with
If not, you better off duckin' him
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