​function lyrics

[Verse 1: OsamaSon]
Finna [?] you, wipe your nose
Been geeked up like a ho
I'm rocking Number (N)ine, [?]
Bi-b*tch, I came through punching
Walk down, b*tch, I’m in your function
Pop that Xan, I will not function
Slime gon' beam you if you jump, b*tch
No, I cannot give no [funds?], b*tch
In a whole two-door, this b*tch running
Why when I pull up, they keep running?
Kick your door if your trap jumping
Put that check down, you can't flex
M-m-model b*tches give me neck
I-I been leaning off that Tech
I just walked in with that ’Tech
Zombie tips gon' leave you [zombied?], yeah, aiming at your head
And his ho w-want the the lo', y-yeah, I know that your ass fed'
Fi-finesse, watch how I finesse you
[?], I smoke on the best dope
Pu-pull up, gang, and wе [with the baddest hoes?]
I-I'm not aiming at thеy feet, [?]

[Verse 2: squillo]
Me, Osama, I'm finna slide to your function
And I got smoke, he gon' get to punching
Your main b*tch, she munching
Got a choppa, n*gga, get to crunching
For these pus*y n*ggas steady ducking
Stuck in the house, yeah, he tucked in
I'm always [?], steady busting
15 on my hip, n*gga, steady clutching
Got these rounds, n*gga, steady slugging
Spot a opp, I’ma get to bucking
If Booly slide, he never ducking
Spot a gaytona, get to hunting
Take his head off, I’ma get to punting
Spot him with his mans, I'ma get to [sonning?]
Put his [?] on [?], n*gga, he ain’t gunning
Don't touch no guap, n*gga, you ain't sonning
I'm running the streets, n*gga, in the east
f*ck all you n*ggas, yeah, you weak
I’m looking for a opp, n*gga, turn the seat
These n*ggas been hiding, n*gga, for some weeks
I'm tryna see a n*gga bleed
I poured up [?] in a [?]
[?]
When I was hungry, they ain't wanna feed