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Ame Rapper - Function Lyrics

[Intro: Ame]
Ooh, woah, ooh, woah-woah
Ooh, woah-woah, ooh, woah-woah
Ooh, woah-woah
Oh, woah, ah, ah, ah
Yeah, you high for what
Oh, how you do that
Yeah, they ask me: "Ame, how you do that" (How you do)
I get all my money I get that shit back

[Chorus: Ame]
And she like it, let's get hyper
They wanna fight it, can't decipher
Niggas biting, yeah, no lifer
I'm arriving, niggas shitty diaper

[Verse 1: Ame]
Bitch, I'm high at the function, how will our thing function
They think they can punch in, yes, I came from hustling
Niggas don't correct me and they don't impress me
Nigga talking gently, nigga you get hit, no Jet Li
Who they talking to, they disrespecting
Didn't you learn from the last time, this is your lesson
This is not the past, lil' bitch, this is the present
Yeah, your bitch she call me gift, 'cause I'm a present
They said I'm gonna cross two lines, this no eleven
This is just the start of shit, bitch, I been destined
And you don't ever have an answer to my questions
Every time I look at the money, I start laughing
Bitch, I laugh at the money, yes, I laugh at it
And I blew away my money, I got bad habits
You switched like two or three more times, fix your damn status
Know some niggas that gon' play around with real ratchets
[Chorus: Ame]
And she like it, let's get hyper
They wanna fight it, can't decipher
Niggas biting, yeah, no lifer
I'm arriving, niggas shitty diaper

[Verse 2: Yung Fazo]
I'm excited, I'm goin up, yuh
Why she tryin', come back in life, yuh
Bitch, I'm dyin', off these drugs, yuh
Suicide, yuh, gon' end my life, yuh
I counted me like a million, yeah
She wanna say it's my fault, for sure
Know I'ma get me a billion, yeah
I really know she a trifiling, hoe
I can't fuck with her
I'm just finna pop me a lil' perky, leave the earth
Bitch I'm way too geeked, man, I'm feeling like a nerd
She say that she home, I'm like baby what's the word
We gon' stomp his face out, leave him on the curb
Finna take the trash out, take 'em out for sure
He say he want smoke, yeah, we leave him on a shirt
I'm not from this Earth, bitch, I go bezerk
She gon' throw that ass back, watch that lil' hoe twerk
I know she a hoe
Feel like I see gold
Bitch, I'm him you know
[Verse 3: Ame]
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