Prod. Sakboy - Funk My Flow (feat. DeuceDev) Lyrics

She just wanna funk my flow
But she can't f*ck with this
She just wanna funk my flow
But she can't f*ck with this, no no
Funk my flow.. But she can't f*ck with this
How you gon funk my? Hey
You can't funk my
Yo, can't f*ck with my flow, smoking like the distro
Running from the popo, icy like it's cold stone
Baby blow some, can you choke some
I approached you acting like a whole fool
But you came thru, crawled back
On your knees laid back man I'm all fax
Print you out a love letter you was all that
Lay down, kick back
Rollin backwoods with a cup full of yack
Speakers bumpin' up my rap like it was after school
Shorty too bad you know I had to keep it cool
California bidness, west coastin' with the crew
Six cups, six lines and a doob
Man I'm pourin' up Styrofoam cups with the juice (okay)
Bitch I'm feelin fly (yup), hype boy to the sky
New jeans Ferragamo strapped up across my fly
She just wanna funk my flow
But she can't f*ck with this
She just wanna funk my flow
But she can't f*ck with this, no no
Funk my flow.. But she can't f*ck with this
How you gon' funk my? Hey
You can't funk my..
Counting dead presidents Orange County residence
714 weed got you in a trance, don't pretend
She a ten.. she a rose
Put her in a vase for display I suppose
Put her on a plate all cake no clothes
Runnin' from the Jake's ima shake don't approach
Black loccs but I stay focused
Young Asian crook sippin' on purple potions
Young Asian crooks just tryna make a token
Dolla and a dream, black limousines
Destined for this route ever since I was a teen
Sak boy, on the track boy
Notorious big getting fat boy
Movin' pounds in the street and the gym
Bitch I do it all guess you can call me him
Ridin' round town with my teeth in a big ass grin
She just wanna funk my flow
But she can't f*ck with this
She just wanna funk my flow
But she can't f*ck with this, no no
Funk my flow.. But she can't f*ck with this
How you gon' funk my? Hey
You can't funk my..