Fat Trel - Funky Style lyrics

rate me

Ft. Troy Ave

(Hook x2)

I got the funky funky style with some funky rap

I'm smoking funky funky loud in the funky trap

My bitches never fuck around, keep 'em coming back

And every time I put it down, police - I'm out

(Verse)

My young niggas ovaseas, triple beam dreams (word)

I'm drinkin' 40s with my shawties, like to call 'em queens (work)

And she ain't fuckin' with paparazzis in limousines

I like to eat the pussy, mommy, keep the pussy clean

I'm smokin' dope for no disclosure with my older girl

She always think she teachin' me, she think she know the world

I went and spent 100k, I had to show the girl

All this money you really seein', you thinkin' you dreamin'

Aband' apartments, we was starvin', that was real life

I dream of killin' my enemy, think I still might

But every time I grip the mic, I see the life

A lotta checks, a lotta sex, and bright lights

(Hook x2)

(Verse 2: Troy Ave)

Alright, alright, I got a funky funky style

Out of tape for smokin' it loud

I'll be quiet, just go pout, be concealed just like a vial

Of crack, red top yo hat, if red on my beam

Nothing seen, that's a fact

Murder was the case, it's coated in my heart

I keep swarm in the firth, or the Porsche I pushed off

Stop and get hurt and she just wanna stall

Pull down my zipper to the point, like a dawg

I see they buzz out, I ain't buzz shit

She was on vast so a nigga couldn't get in

See me out, I be Will Smith-in'

Makin' movies in the club, bu, now I'm fiction

This benz got you dissin'

(Hook x2)