Say No More Germ

[Intro]
Tell that bitch to stop
Funked out, loced out (Tell that nigga stop)
Funked out— funk— funked out, loced out

[Chorus]
Funked out— funked out— funked out, loced out (I ain't got nothin' to say, tell that nigga stop)
Funked out— funk— funked out, loced out (I ain't got nothin' to say, tell that bitch to stop)
Funked out— funked out— funked out, loced out (I ain't got nothin' to say, tell that nigga stop)
Funked out— funk— funked out, loced out (I ain't got nothin' to say, tell that bitch to stop)
Funked out— funked out—

[Verse 1]
Bitch, it's been a lil' minute, just peep how I kick it
My fingers been itching, been thumbed through a million
Mama told me, "Boy, listen, it get tricky"
Cop at the door said I got the cup with me
Problems been problems since Bobby and Whitney
Pockets been loaded, know this shit gеt eerie
Poetically speakin', on point likе a deacon
I'm seasoned for tweakin', just give me a reason
Bitches been bitchin', don't move like I'm interested
Sorry, bitch, I got no love for that simple shit
Lipton on ice, I'm outside tryna freak a bitch
Movin' accordingly, slick master penmanship
Vibes in this bitch, done fucked up like that Melly shit
Who I'ma trust? Casket closed
We will never know, alone in the Rolls
Don't want no shots in the dome, take me home