That's Funny ft. VRS Chuck Lyrics

Fuck with me, that shit funny

Difference is you gettin' hoed by bitches while I'm gettin' money

Word on the street, I got your bitch man come and take her from me

Cause I can't figure out how to get her off me

First I Randy Moss em, then put him with the Dolphins

He wanted smoke, and now that nigga in a coffin

She gon' get loose, but these bands knots

Remember I was swingin' now a nigga on a hammock

Bitch, I mean a hammock

Got a moose knuckle

I'ma treat her like a sandwich

I'm a Savage that'll Spit Flamez, I'm like

Man, which one of these bitches got a drop on my opps

I'm a green thumb, I consult with my crop

Devil's advocate, right hand to God

Pocket got a Glock, the other got blues

And that's ironic cause that's what I give these women

I been ballin' so they gave me an extension

One shot, two Glocks, three tickets

What's a quarter meal to an infant

He got the baby with him

I don't care how many capes a nigga wear

I can't save these bitches, I can't save these niggas

You don't wanna know what I think about these hoes

Let me tell you bout what I think about my pros

We doin' max contracts

Only con about it is we doin' combat

We ain't lost a life, but we been losin' sleep

In order to do that, you gotta keep the Heat

You gotta learn dissemination, gotta be discreet

I give the beef, some salt and pepper and some TLC

It's a hit

12 finna ask him what he seen, it's a clip

Fuck what it say on Spotify, don't say my government

I'd rather you say Jewels, bitch, I'm from Detroit

Buy and sell, bearish and bullish, This ain't Illinois

I might give you some work if you wasn't employed

No discrimination, moving girl and boy

I'm pretty sure you just heard that

He said he ain't coming, you can spend the night

He gon' be here in the AM

Uh-uh, uh-uh, I'm gone

He said he coming, two minutes

They done fucked around and let the biggest demon on the beat

She gon' fuck me to my song and tell me keep that shit discreet

I don't talk to fuck niggas, rule number one inside these streets

Number two, keep that pole, cuz I'm definitely gon' keep my heat

Bring in ecstasy, hey, bring in extra lean, hey

I don't do no business, we not talking equity

Ayy, bring in some more bottles, we get turned, yes, very geeked

I just threw a rave inside the hood, these hoes wanna marriage me

You ain't bringing in no za, at least bring some extra cheese

You ain't bringing me your problems, bitch, come bring me extra peace

I just doubled up my cups, Sprite, dirty as her knees

How the fuck you ain't got no dollars? You ain't working like you supposed to be

How the fuck we ain't make no money? How the fuck we complete these missions

Why the fuck do you keep talking? Bitch, go ahead and wash some dishes

Every time that we go shopping, we just spent another building

I could spend a couple million and still have a couple billion

I could fuck on her best friend, but I hate when she in her feelings

Ayy, that boy was talking crazy, how the fuck he end up missing