This phonk track blends dreamy electronic beats with subtle rap samples, evoking a mysterious nighttime drive through city lights. Its chill vibe and rhythmic flow make it perfect for late-night cruises or relaxing in the dark.
Nightexpress - Song Lyrics
Øneheart
Kim (Kim)
What's up to these buck-ass **** who be snortin' that funk?
Just grab your Glock and start to pop, and lay some lemons in the trunk
A buck, young **** from The 'Crest that grew up breakin'
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the law
I started snow but had to stop, because my nose got so raw
For all you **** doin' funk; throw your sets in the air
And keep these bitches out your business, fuck this shit, y'all don't care
Just get real buck, and tear shit up until you finish your job
You full of white, you ready to fight, and busters traitin' like they hard
Funky Town, It's Lil' T
Is you down? Yes, indeed
One in one is in my nose, don't you know I'm on that blow?
Line after line, time after time, Trizzy never lie
When he on that funky shit, I bet shit's gon' be do or die
Parallelization got me chasin' demons dwellin' in me, ho
Nightmares, can't you tell? Got me blowin' so much coke
Blizznow, hizzno, it's Lil' T, so gizzone, make them bitches run
W.B., and S.L.P., and R.C.G. up on that funk
Funky Town in my brain, lettin' you know I'm insane
Lil' T by my side, and we ridin' Chevy-thang
Finna make a stang on a buster lemon-lame
Takin' care and then throw 'em in the grass
Lock 'em in the trunk, snort some funk, mane, let's go and get crunk
If a punk wanna talk some shit he get his wig split
Lil' bitch be talkin' that shit, mane, I'm whoop and dump all you bitches up in the ditch
But now I'm outie for the 9-6, and stayin' full of that funky shit
S.L.V. and R.C.G; The Funky Town Killa Click
Yes, my name is Little Try, beatin' you busters to the floor
Told you busters once before, Im clickin' while I'm on that blow
**** constantly talkin' shit, be a victim of my clip
R-I-D-C-G-R-E-S-T; Ridgecrest is just too thick
Quick to break a bitch some off, then get on that white ho, bitch
This Lil' Try, I'm on that fry, ain't nothin' like that whitey shit
Ridgecrest **** we so buck, blowin' with my ****, Mac
Never see me fallin', bitch, I stand up tall and snort a pack
Funky Town, It's Lil' T
Is you down? Yes, indeed
One in one is in my nose, don't you know I'm on that blow?
Line after line, time after time, Trizzy never lie
When he on that funky shit, I bet shit's gon' be do or die
Parallelization got me chasin' demons dwellin' in me, ho
Nightmares, can't you tell? Got me blowin' so much coke
Blizznow, hizzno, it's Lil' T, so gizzone, make them bitches run
W.B., and S.L.P., and R.C.G. up on that funk
What's up to these buck-ass **** who be snortin' that funk?
Just grab your Glock and start to pop, and lay some lemons in the trunk
A buck, young **** from The 'Crest that grew up breakin' the law
I started snow but had to stop, because my nose got so raw
What's up to these buck-ass **** who be snortin' that funk?
Just grab your Glock and start to pop, and lay some lemons in the trunk
A buck, young **** from The 'Crest that grew up breakin' the law
I started snow but had to stop, because my nose got so raw
Funky Town in my brain, lettin' you know I'm insane
Lil' T by my side, and we ridin' Chevy-thang
Funky Town in my brain, lettin' you know I'm insane
Lil' T by my side, and we ridin' Chevy-thang
Funky Town in my brain, lettin' you know I'm insane
Lil' T by my side, and we ridin' Chevy-thang
Funky Town in my brain, lettin' you know I'm insane
Lil' T by my side, and we ridin' Chevy-thang