1. Inicio
  2. Funk Flex
  3. Lurkin

Lurkin

Funk Flex, King Von

Explicit
Von, Von, Von (that hard, BMC) Young nigga, twenty-six, never had a job (huh?) They never gave a nigga shit, so I had to rob I was walkin' niggas down, I ain't have a car (yeah) Too fast, I get on your ass, you ain't gettin' far (boom) Too sad, he was talkin' bad, now he in the stars (boom) Who is that? We don't give a fuck, he ain't one of ours Switch the car, hit 'em high (woah), get caught, play it smart Now you out, you a star, hit the gas, livin' large (uh) Damn, you know we ain't squashin' no beef (no beef) My dawg got dumped in the middle of the road We leavin' this shit in the streets (boom, boom) Got some shorties outside and they lurkin' for me, uh (huh?) They ain't lurkin' for free (yeah) Got some shorties outside and they won't go to sleep Huh, what? 'Cause this how they eat Uh, young nigga, twenty-two, ten M's up 2021 X7, fuck a Benz truck Twenty-four shots in his FN tucked Playin', at the heaven gates is where he gon' end up If I'm comin' in your club, then I brought the Glock Opps pull up, they won't make it out the parking lot My lil' nigga keep shootin' 'til his target drop Treat his head like a cig' when we spark his top I be feelin' like I'm still in the field Pipe clutchin' while I'm whippin' the wheel I can't tell my lil' hitters to chill I'm from the 'Raq, where the killers get killed Like, "Where he at?" Now his shit gettin' spilled This is all facts, shit I'm spittin' is real Ain't no drive-bys, walkin' up on the drill Charged for a homicide, prayin' for an appeal Was broke, stuck in the hood, now I live in the hills Damn, you know we ain't squashin' no beef (no beef) My dawg got dumped in the middle of the road We leavin' this shit in the streets (boom, boom) Got some shorties outside and they lurkin' for me, uh (huh?) They ain't lurkin' for free (yeah) Got some shorties outside and they won't go to sleep Huh, what? 'Cause this how they eat But lately, I been tryna be cool (cool) 'Cause I know the kids, they watch what I do (damn) And I know the feds, they watchin' me too (huh?) But niggas ain't stoppin' me, I'm sendin' this bitch to the moon We shoot them boys fast, say, "Give 'em a broom" (damn) This one for Patoon (boom) If you ain't see his ass, you'll see him at noon (uh-huh, what?) Put him on the news (boom, boom) This how it go (you know how it go) Better keep your pole (better keep your pole) Better not move slow (not move slow) Boys on a roll (them boys on a) Them boys tried to score (them boys tried to score) Boys ain't gon' go (boys ain't gon' go) That boy ain't no ho (that boy ain't no ho) I'm lettin' you know, I'm lettin' you know Damn, you know we ain't squashin' no beef (no beef) My dawg got dumped in the middle of the road We leavin' this shit in the streets (boom, boom) Got some shorties outside and they lurkin' for me, uh (huh?) They ain't lurkin' for free (yeah) Got some shorties outside and they won't go to sleep Huh, what? 'Cause this how they eat --- Lurkin - Polo G, Funkmaster Flex and King Von

Compartir


※ Letrista

Dayvon Bennett, Aston Taylor

https://onlyrics.co/es/funk-flex/lurkin?lang=en

Enviado el 8 de octubre de 2023 Por Anonymous

Comentarios

You need to be logged in to write a comment. Please login or register to continue.
Funk Flex
Lo mejor de
Funk Flex

Nombre Lanzamiento o Álbum

Lurkin

Record Label

InFlexWeTrust Records

Fecha de Lanzamiento

22 de octubre de 2020

Idioma

language Inglés

Artistas en esta canción

• Funk Flex • King Von

Spotify

Escuchar en spotify

Palabras

Palabras más usadas en esta canción

your damn won't 'cause dumped boys shorties what them ain't yeah shit where squashin' outside gon' they lurkin' boom that middle some like dawg beef keep free this nigga better know road sleep streets leavin'

Análisis

Análisis de la canción