electro-orchestra-funky Lyrics

Just something funky

Running in my muddy chucks

I don't give a fuck

These artists songs are unemployed, cause they need work

I'm dripped with bags, now that's a T-shirt

I given free choruses for the fun of the feature

Drank the beat's juice, and I had a feast on the verses

I don't got beef I'mma people person

And the bars next level like the face scan to complete a purchase

I'm the shit like a fecal turd

I still laugh at fart jokes, I probably need to be mature

I'm a grown man

Aye I'm a grown ass man

I'm grown, I'mma do just what I want, aye

I'mma do what they won't man

Aye I'm just a grown man

But I don't feel so old

I'm only twenty-four

But oh shit that sounds like it

That's a grown man

Wasn't in the whole plan

I been doing this since I was like four man

Psh, fitted with a full band

Psh, pulling out the pole and

Tipping on the toe tan

Standing out, like I got sandals when cloudy

I be where I can't be found

Everybody on the prowl

I chant my sound

These artists songs are unemployed, cause they need work

I'm dripped with bags, now that's a T-shirt