Machine Gun Kelly - FunkMaster Flex Freestyle lyrics

[Whatever you wanna do I can do it] [Intro] Look, when you mentioning Cole Why ain't you mentioning Kells? And when you talking 'bout greats, better put me up there with Drake And when they mentioning lyrics I hear 'em talking 'bout Kendrick But next time put my name it it before you finish that sentence, Fool [Verse 1: MGK] Kid Kells Boy lemme get my 2's in The game open they doors for me Boy tell me who let you in And a crack between the walls so small you couldn't even fit your boots in Dump heat whenever I speak MC's 6 feet deep underneath all them tulips Now he shootin', shootin' [Cough, Cough] MGK Man he... [Cough, Cough] Flow sick and I just... [Cough, Cough] Epidemic in the street.. [Cough, Cough] s** on my dick n' you will... [Cough, Cough] Smoke a little weed and get [Cough, Cough] Higher than a motherf**er 'til somebody holler my name out in the street like... [Machine Gun Sound] Okay, I meet him, greet him Get his girl, leave him Guts, I beat them Booties, I keep them Another set of PO, cups to pee in I'm in England spending Euros treatin' So instead of white, im European Rap like crack now, you're ODin' Come at me with any drama, my family ties Will fold you up like an accordion And according to the crack in the sidewalk Most these rappers b**hes Breaking down my doors with beef I will rip you, rip you off your hinges Quit pretending you pretentious Or vicious, then come get at me Red dots all over your face like acne CLICK CLACK [Machine Gun Noise] [Verse 2: MGK] Look, they be sayin' best rapper alive, Who? Kells who you oughta know I chop these other rappers down they fallin' like Geronimo Holla though, Haters n' the foes need to stop it I will hit that b**h, pa** her 'round the room like a bop-it Back to the topic, and in case you forgot it I was all about my dick, and how you haters jock it F him, F him, She's ight, F You And if you forgot procedure lemme show you what to do: Make sure you keep four fingers down, keep one up Say if you ain't talking about more money please shut up Me, I'm on the come up, I don't know what you 'bout One million, two million, let me know how you count And I'm nominated as youngin' of the year Red Rover, Red Rover, bring that money over here And steer, and make sure I remain in my lane But that's symbolic cause I'm really on a plane Look, and I Red Rover, that's ironic, because I don't play no games I don't pa** or rock like J I ain't messing with you lames Hold on, uh Said I don't pa** or rock like J Cause I ain't with you dames Excuse my back trick, need no practice Cause I spit crack like Nino rapped this And I'm a star in the galactic Being forward with the kid the wrong way Or get your head spun backwards Open cans of whoop-a** like I unpacked it I've been patient all week and now I feast on savage And eat each haters heads up like cabbage To eternally bind them in my stomach like marriage This fairy needs medical, call up the horse and carriage We don't, dig this, grab a shovel get buried If I don't get my respect i will, cut your family Cut you mother, Cut your sister, more importantly your daddy Should run up but he ain't half the man You b**hes this is literal lyrical combat, get stitches Me and Flex, Kells is the next, artist in the game Yes When you mentioning Kells I know you mentioning Kells When you talking about the greats I know you put me up there with Drake And when you talkin''bout lyrics I heard you mentioning Kendrick But next time put my name in it before you finish that sentence Fool Lace Up Ugh