Functions

Functions to the grave the devil know we came to play

Functions to the grave the devil know we came to play

Aight, let me [spit?] it one time for you real quick

Ya

Never gonna catch me slackin'

Always gonna catch me poppin'

And I'm always at a party

And every girl wanna fuck me

But then the night ended quick

Saw demons in my bed

Even though I cut the neck

I'm still alone and distressed

Rolling up looking fleek

Errybody knowing me

How many hoes do I got, let's check

Ratio ten to three

But it don't matter how many hoes I got

In this biz, I think they want me

But they just want the [?] to be [?]

[?] just a song

They tell me

Give up, give up, give up, give up

They tell me

Step up, step up, step up, step up

I'll never

Give up, give up, give up, give up

They try to tear me down but I'll always wear the crown

I wanna

Give up, give up, give up, give up

Don't wanna

Step up, step up, step up, step up

I wanna

Give up, give up, give up, give up

I'm always falling down wearing a broken crown

Functions to the grave the devil know we came to play

Functions to the grave the devil know we came to play

Nobody cares until you're fucking dead so we

might as well enjoy your life it's the last night

Two devils on my shoulder

The more that I party the less I get older

Two shawties bust my dome

The more that I fuck them the more I get cold

This is a mask that I put on my self

Don't even speak, don't even look at me

I only swear to god because I don't believe

They tell me

Give up, give up, give up, give up

They tell me

Step up, step up, step up, step up

I'll never

Give up, give up, give up, give up