French Montana - Funkmaster Flex Radio Freestyle lyrics

Uhhh Huuuuhh Uhhh Huuuhhh Uhhhh Huuhhh Ey ey ey ey f** k**ers Broke breads with brick dealers .45s turn animals to chinchillas From the South Bronx, came right up Took the wrong pill last night, f'd my night up Uh, underrated is a understatement I got old money, probably in your mother basement Stash box HKs, SKs, AKs, MACs, no laptops From the street to the rap, ain't nothing different Baggin' up, watching Locked Down, San Quentin Mind racing, money be my destination driver Selling snort, heli-port, hella choppers You hear the beep then you see the light Got some homeys in the bing might never see the light Pitbull no lights, mask on, long nose homey with the clip full I been making power moves Back when Amber Rose was shaking her a** in Sue's Back when Mace brung Brandy to the block Just couple days I had Mya on the block Nothing changed but the players in the game The rules and the s**ers The nerds and the cuffers Kyle Watson, born undercover Tom Shepard, I'm all in your mother Talkin' New York fool, serving the dog food on CDs And I don't talk to PD I'm posted on the block still Shout out my homey Diddy for the Ciroc deal I ain't signed yet, made it to the Billboard Man this the kind of sh** n***as k** for 5 stacks to my favorite dancer Stunt my a** off, shorty like "lift your pants up" Money longer than the flight to Taiwan Got your b**h going down like my timeline Phonian Fifty thou Rolly and .50 Cal for you and Bleach chair Be clear We the mob, took chips, need a few rings Car 500 horses, it grow wings I be born like the metal land 100 round drum sound like a metal band Cold Play, U2 You now rocking with the leaders of the new school 100 racks, homey getting paper cuts Coke Boys leave you leaking like a paper cut