Funkadelic (feat. Bigg Donut) Video (MV)

Got that 80s flow, funkadelic, pull up with the drip
Like a payphone, gettin coins, gettin all the tips
Yeah my wrist froze, no it ain't, silly bands kit
I don't wanna hear you talk, I ain't takin' all your shit
Cause you're trash, yeah you wack, you ain't nothin' of a rarity
Facts, you a copy like a parakeet
I be gettin' coin, runnin up, like a charity
I be goin' up, like a space cadet, scared of me

Come at me I have so much drip
Yea you so thirsty, do you need to take a sip
Cuz I'm B to the I the G to Do
Big D on the track so please let me flow
Me an Yung V got so many hoes
We just like Sheck Wes, that's just how it goes
You already know Big D spit that heat
So please give me some competition to eat

All these bitches mad cause Vatra gettin' cash
Cause I'm poppin', yeah I'm droppin' tracks, gettin' all the racks
Mess with the clique, they gon' pull up with a strap
Mess with Vatra, get a pimp-ass rap cause
Vatra be so fire, you can me charcoal
Pull up with a stick, shotgun, like a carpool
Your girl hit my phone up, but we ain't settin' ground rules
Got so much clout, so much drip, imma whirl pool

I am a donut I'm a tasty delight
Wanna pull up? bitch I'll fight
This is my beginning, this is my saga
Drip on my feet, got the Balenciagas
Wrist just like Elsa, wrist be so frozen
Big D unstoppable, Big D the chosen
Yeah I'm like Olaf, I am so great
Boy I'm the best, there is no debate

I don't need a ride, I be cruisin on my skateboard
Phone blowin' up, it be ringin' like a Kay's store
Got so many bands, it don't matter what I pay for
Fire in a foreign, cause you know that's what I'm named for
Shawty like my fit, cause it's funky like the 70's
Trynna get away from the hills, no Beverly
Trynna go global, goin through the seven seas
Wanna get fame, wanna be a celebrity

Yung V and Big D you know we so cold
This shit ain't no fable, this shit ain't foretold
Ice on my wrist just like I'm Frozone
On my got the Gucci cologne
Raps go crazy
Yo girl so lazy
Got so much bread, isn't it tasty
Got a bad bitch, her name Stacy
Yo girl in the crib, yeah she callin' me baby

Vatra drop a track, now your girl in my apartment
Boy, your shit is ass, soundin' like someone just sharted
You know I go stupid in the booth, I go retarded
I don't care 'bout cars, cause I gotta f*ckin' starship
Actin' like I'm trash, but they know they just jealous
Wanna be me, wanna stay gettin' lettuce
Mess with a boy, and you mess with the fellas
Call me Pac Man cause I pull up with the pellets

Got that 80s flow, funkadelic, pull up with the drip
Like a payphone, gettin coins, gettin all the tips
Yeah my wrist froze, no it ain't, silly bands kit
I don't wanna hear you talk, I ain't takin' all your shit
Cause you're trash, yeah you wack, you ain't nothin' of a rarity
Facts, you a copy like a parakeet
I be gettin' coin, runnin up, like a charity
I be goin' up, like a space cadet, scared of me