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279tyler – funyuns lyrics

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(intro slowed))
kick that b+tch out the crib give her the boot
money counter it countin’ the loot
you run down on me then i’m gonna go shoot
this ain’t no pen i’m smoking on cookie

(intro)
woo! woo!
this is a dj ant exclusive b+tch
aye, aye

(hook)
i get the money you playin’ pretend
my shooters shoot that boy while off a xan
choppa give that boy a suntan
choppa eat that boy like funyuns
shot to his head that’s enough of him
i rob my plug there’s no trust in there
when we pull up with the f&n
it can get really violent
watch all the money pilin’
played the hoe like a violin
they are scared of me they not trying
hollow tips go flying

(verse)
this mud in my cup it got me lazy
the perc it got me crazy
i’m a shoot the thing at him
i’m never gonna miss
yeah that b+tch wanna suck my d+ck
yeah she give me some lip
then i told that b+tch to leave
i kick that b+tch right outta the crib
kick that b+tch out the crib give her the boot
money counter it countin’ the loot
you run down on me then i’m gonna go shoot
this ain’t no pen i’m smoking on cookie
3 grams in the leaf
know you wanna be like me
know they wanna be like me
they wanna be like me and icey
luxi pour the lean up in a hi+c
are we shooting sh+t or are we fighting?
just like a blunt we can go light him
silencer on the f&n
that sh+t won’t make a sound
tryna swim up in the water
then you know that you gonna drown
and you can still come get me
still livin’ in the same town
too much money for a safe now
too much money it ain’t safe now
spark the wood getting lit now
put a boy on forensic files
y’all be cappers man y’all be liars
diamonds got a b+tch hypotized
try to rob me and it’s bye bye
smoking on cherry pie