Lloyd Banks - Lloyd Banks | Funk Flex | #Freestyle187 lyrics

For the haters for whatever it's worth
I wish 'em well was sick when Kobe died
Laughed when Oprah fell
Learn you niggas by respect
Took price and show and tell
Nothing like what you'd expect
Hide from broken shelves
You bugging and tugging on two straps
They both Chanel
My name been holding weight
I mailed them broke the scale
Fake bowlers suffer from L's
And choking spells
Cooked a thousand, now they mediocre
He smokеd as well
I did flew around the world
Split backs in Mеdellin
Orange and blue Captain Baxter stella team
Still one of the most
Underrated you ever seen
A fiend, I know screams to the smell green
Hotter than Hannah Lana not 9
Blocks of pimpin scene
Targets fy's and mom and pops in between
Customize and make a pom box fit your team
Must be bombs lay you on
Your loans get your streams
Niggas is damn near dead corner you know
Then stepping over old friends
In 40 below Tim's
50 men entourages with no grins
Everything but a rocket launcher
The rose grim
Matching firearms I'm going to reload twins
Human sacrifices let me hold 10
Where the fuck is that does he
Still got his shit from
Flex the only time I miss a
Steps when i skip one
Grind now celebrate when the flip done
Cool with it, long as the outcome is income
I'm the shit son, the HNIC in son
Jamaican posse click run
He made me body shit young
Always been ahead of the game and
Have to change with it
Anybody pulled out cement I put my name in it
26 had to go on my first cage visit
Stay out the way because hollow tips
Don't got an age limit
You can be NBA size and rage shrem it
Send me a kid package with my accolades in it
Color money get you black rocks white beaches
I lay it on her she
Gonna come twice like sneezes
Until the weather freezes it's
All light seasons
25 clips is all light features
Sip tags Off-white sneakers
Sharpening my weapon to protect my gift
Never seen the goose in my studio
If you catch my drift
My rap clip too heavy for sneak dissing
Whoever threw a clout chasing'd
Have the street sshifting
My saddle like real bright i'm deep dishing
Same OG, moon rocking for remixing
Plug up a boom box, I drop an elite victim
The slugs in the toolbox when
Club and we reach with
Niggas be up here rapping with the penis
Before the next nigga come up here
Capping let me scream first
Go digging plane hoes looking for
The end of rainbows
It's called adreno it's so good it got a halo
Anything is alfredo when you on payroll
From straight out the 80s
Dookie link calm Kangol
Niggas jacking the lingo on the lawn binkle
Passport full of visas where
Your balls ain't go
I was always the sickest one in the moon
30 30 with a zoomer hit the main on the moon
Boom