R.O.C.K.S.T.A.R. Ill Bill - The Function (feat. Sinclare)

Im about to drink til i pass out
My nigga rollin' up he got that gas out
Lil mama thick she got her ass out
She lookin at me
Homie im about to cash out and mash out
Imma drink til i pass out
My nigga turnin up he got that gas out
I got this bitch mane She thick wit her ass out
Im in her ear
Homie im about to cash out and mash out
Bad bitches and cold drinks
I rock a timepiece
White face and gold links
Tha movement strong
Me and my niggas we gone eat
And we moving fast
You’ll see it all if you dont blink
Hol up
Im in tha function homie
Looking smelling like money homie
Ladies they love me in bunches
To fuck me you lucky
Ya man aint got nothin on me
Chugging OE
Drank got my mind gone
Jotting these notes in my iPhone
I get me a check and hop on a jet
And fly to a whole nother time zone
I land and hop in a uber bitch
Got the chain hanging with the crucifix
Got ya hoe scoping
With her nose open
If she dont go she a stupid bitch
If she dont know
Then im gone show her
That i dont go for the foolishness
I fuck wit Sinclare cuz he doing it
Big shid
Its more than just music bitch
On a Side note
Guccis cover my eyes
Watching out for that five o
Still po’ing up when i drive
Bad chick on my side
She wanna take selfies and ride
And you know im gone be tow up from tha flow up when i show up
Im about to drink til i pass out
My nigga rollin up he got that gas out
Lil mama thick she got her ass out
She lookin at me
Homie im about to cash out and mash out
Imma drink til i pass out
My nigga turnin up he got that gas out
I got this bitch mane She thick wit her ass out
Im in her ear
Homie im about to cash out and mash out
Yo
Five racks in these G Star jeans
Coldest nigga that you ever seen
Plugged in between you and me
We just gone keep it at that right there Shawty
Thats just on a need to know basis
Its Real family
I say five racks in these G Star jeans
Coldest nigga that you ever seen
Plugged in between you and me
And it was love at first sight
I had to bump my head to get it right
I hustled many nights
Still get it in nigga what you thought
Trial and error
Hustle for what we want
Thats why its way mo bitches in the venue
Mo money gettin spent
Shawty told me im that nigga
I aint showed her shit yet
I can’t see out the Versaces past six o’clock
Dark tint
Trap out apartments
Seven fifty Benz wit tha money compartment
Dom P
Dusse
Different assortments
Its Real Family
Im about to drink til i pass out
My nigga rollin up he got that gas out
Lil mama thick she got her ass out
She lookin at me
Homie im about to cash out and mash out
Imma drink til i pass out
My nigga turnin up he got that gas out
I got this bitch mane She thick wit her ass out
Im in her ear
Homie im about to cash out and mash out

Written by:
Brian Smith, Donnie Scott

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