Funko! Lyrics

I just add up for the pope, I can't even stand here

Pray you got the stamina, wrist shine like a cameraman

Finna glisten like cameraman just to style shit

Lil' ho, you ain't got my number, lil' ho, go get gone

And I done learned how to hold my own, fuck 'bout a handout, nigga

I learned how to do shit on my own, bitch, I was a standout nigga

I fumbled the bag, but I got it back, bitch, I been on that shit

A whole lot of trolls that I want me to fail, lil nigga can't decide that shit

It's only one bitch I know, that fuck with the hummer

And I don't really fuck with tea, might have to up the drummer

You a lil Funko pop, sitting on your phone talking shit, uh

You wanna get disrespectful, I'll beat your ass on shit, uh

You, you

I'll shit shit on a nigga, I don't give a fuck, fuck 'bout a bathroom

Snippets on your page, they stink like you, shit, they need a bath too

And I'm rocking this shit, and I'm whipping the wraith, and I'm driving it fast too

Really? I just be burning like that, uh

I just be, uh, uh, I just be counting like that, uh

Coming, coming, coming, coming

The money stay coming like that

Ho hit my phone tweaking like, bitch relax

You need to calm down on my name

I'm on my brand new shit like, damn, I feel like a brand new kid, uh

I'm on my brand new shit like, damn, I feel like a whole new kid, uh

Whole new man

Whole other, whole other, whole other level, uh

I'm taking two floors at a time, yo ass on first level

Pumping the gas, call me a daredevil, hit him with farewell

Then I send his ass down to hell where he belong, nigga

This nigga broke as hell for a reason, though

I don't do none of the beggin', askin' , shit, I don't know

And see how he look for improvement, huh, well it's up in the air

And see how these lil' niggas got where they at? Damn right I put them there