[Flame] 🔥 Post Malone - 40 Funk Lyrics
[Chorus]
 40 got me funky (Funky)
 I popped a molly (Molly), went kamikaze
 Another 40
 I’m Michael Jordan and bitch, I’m scoring
 Drank two 40’s
 My bitch is foreign, she got deported
 Thousand ounces, police is knocking
 Ain’t got no worries (Ain’t got no)
 Feeling funky
 I popped a molly, went kamikaze (Kami)
 Another 40
 I’m Kyrie Irving and bitch, I’m scoring
 Drank two 40’s
 My bitch is foreign, she got deported
 Thousand ounces, this shit still popping
 Ain’t got no worries
[Post-Chorus]
 40 got me funky
 40 got me funky
 40 got me funky
 40 got me funky
 40 got me funky (Stoney)
[Verse 1]
 I popped a molly, switching lanes
 I’ma pull up in this bitch, exotic (Skrrt)
 Lean in Sprite and gin in tonic
 These bitches erotic
 She just wanna get inside my motherfucking pocket (Yeah)
 Another 40, I should stop it (Woah)
 Two thousand ounces of this shit will make you feel like vomit
 But I don’t mind it, I kinda like it
 Young and wild
 We killing shit, we live this shit
 I ain’t go to school
 They ask me how I live like this
 I did my shit, 20 this year
 And I’m only getting older ’til I’m in the dirt (I’m in the dirt)
 How I hold a grudge with two 40’s all in my hand (All in my hand)
 But pull up on me, try me, you can catch the fade, my man
 You and your friends
[Chorus]
 40 got me funky (Funky)
 I popped a molly (Molly), went kamikaze
 Another 40
 I’m Michael Jordan and bitch, I’m scoring
 Drank two 40’s
 My bitch is foreign, she got deported
 Thousand ounces, police is knocking
 Ain’t got no worries (Ain’t got no)
 Feeling funky
 I popped a molly, went kamikaze (Kami)
 Another 40
 I’m Kyrie Irving and bitch, I’m scoring
 Drank two 40’s
 My bitch is foreign, she got deported
 Thousand ounces, this shit still popping
 Ain’t got no worries
[Post-Chorus]
 40 got me funky
 40 got me funky
 40 got me funky
 40 got me funky
 40 got me funky
[Verse 2]
 Gimme the 40
 So I can be cool, yeah
 Pass me the molly, ayy
 I wanna them too
 No, I can’t get enough
 Man, I’m popping them shits and I’m dropping them hits
 The music, the liquor that’s why I exist
 And the money, but let’s skip the obvious shit
 Ain’t living too long if I’m living like this
 Early morning waking up with the sweats
 Going through shit I ain’t never forget
 But nothing I do, will I ever regret
 I need me that cheque, I need me that chronic
 I don’t remember, tell me what’s my name?
 Drinking, swerving in the other lane
 Fucking zooted drinking acid rains
 Spill it on Supreme
[Chorus]
 40 got me funky (Funky)
 I popped a molly (Molly), went kamikaze
 Another 40
 I’m Michael Jordan and bitch, I’m scoring
 Drank two 40’s
 My bitch is foreign, she got deported
 Thousand ounces, police is knocking
 Ain’t got no worries (Ain’t got no)
 Feeling funky
 I popped a molly, went kamikaze (Kami)
 Another 40
 I’m Kyrie Irving and bitch, I’m scoring
 Drank two 40’s
 My bitch is foreign, she got deported
 Thousand ounces, this shit still popping
 Ain’t got no worries
[Post-Chorus]
 40 got me funky
 40 got me funky
 40 got me funky
 40 got me funky
 40 got me funky
