This is a song about "Funk"

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

Stay chain paper funk a hater he can get it

Lady of rage and rbx, g-funk would say,

She say she fucking with me the long way

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Dynamic funk in the house, better kick the buckets,

Her hair all over the bed, that make me love her more

The back is where they pushin the funk, drugs in the floor

Whatever you like, it's whatever tonight

But i show the black machine gun funk when the time is right,

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

The creator of this shit funk volume dame,

We self-made but never is an i on the team

Crunk on that colt 45 drunk feeling funk nah mean