Intro:
Plenty more for you, boy
We in the funky four door, no floor
Verse 1:
Hit me on the celly, watching Belly
God's son, I can see they study Makaveli
Peanut bu*ter Benz, got them jelly at the deli
If you feeling like a ninja, I got a machete
Hell yeah, them girls bad, but I'm f**ing heavy
I'mma f** around and have them looking like spaghetti
I say some sh**, he be like, "Yo, you so legendary"
But he can tell just by my face he ain't getting any
Hook:
Plenty more for you, boy
We in the funky four door, no floor
He was serving that raw, oh boy
She was making that noise, oh boy
Plenty more for you, boy
We in the funky four door, no floor
He was serving that raw, oh boy
She was making that noise, oh boy
Verse 2
Meet me at the Rucker, take the Bruckner
It's just me and Young Yucka, taking s**ers
For they money and they whips, putting kitten on lips
Dividing them dividends, get the money and dip
Keys to the n***a's safe, put it under my tits
He got ki's of that raw, it could fit in the six
Got a Ups connect, so we good on them trips
Automatic bottle service so we good in them Vips, n***a
Hook:
Plenty more for you, boy
We in the funky four door, no floor
He was serving that raw, oh boy
She was making that noise, oh boy
Plenty more for you, boy
We in the funky four door, no floor
He was serving that raw, oh boy
She was making that noise, oh boy
Verse 3:
These civilians, what up n***a? Excuse my millions
I'm in the V like a widow's peak
It's just me and my Rolls Royce pillow seats
Why they staring at me? I brung Maclaren with me
Yo, matter of fact, I think I'mma bring Donna Karan with me
And you my son, I don't know, it's just the parent in me
I am the best, I am the queen, it's so apparent in me
I'm in Hollywood with Shia Labeouf
Most of you rappers ain't eating, that diet is rough
You want some hot sh**? Send that wire to us
I make them change their name to Diddy, retire the puff
I'm getting acting money
You n***as is Kevin Hart, y'all be acting funny
I'mma a keep a linebacker, tell 'em tackle for me
Yo, you seen my last pic, go double-tap that for me
co*k back, Red octagon, stop that
Hook:
Plenty more for you, boy
We in the funky four door, no floor
He was serving that raw, oh boy
She was making that noise, oh boy
Plenty more for you, boy
We in the funky four door, no floor
He was serving that raw, oh boy
She was making that noise, oh boy