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funeral - none lyrics
[chorus: funeral]
b_tch, that b_tch think i owe her some
i don’t owe these b_tches none
i’m a sick son of a b_tch, i let the temple meet my gun
before i ever give these b_tches a dollar up out my wallet
think that b_tch still got my number, pray to god that she don’t call it, uh_uh
[verse 1: funeral]
i cannot get comfortable with these b_tches
tell her keep it to herself, not a f_cking busine_e_e_e_ess
i don’t wan’ f_ck with you
finessing the huxtable
b_tch, i am untouchable, this pistol very tuckablе
i’ma f_ck the bag every night, ‘causе the bag is the only thing in my life that’s f_ckable
sorry, nah, ha
[chorus: funeral]
b_tch, that b_tch think i owe her some
i don’t owe these b_tches none
i’m a sick son of a b_tch, i let the temple meet my gun
before i ever give these b_tches a dollar up out my wallet
think that b_tch still got my number, pray to god that she don’t call it, uh_uh
(what’s up?)
(owe these b_tches none)
(sick son of a b_tch, i let the temple meet my gun)
[verse 2: midwxst]
he all talk, he not on go
play my cards like yu_gi_oh!
cracked his head like he’s an egg
for his life i heard him beg
can’t go outside, i never fold
don’t play games with me, no console
i shoot my shot like pocket soul
ain’t no d_mn way i’ll sell my soul
he got hit with that heat
n0body f_cking with me, n0body believe they compete
you telling a story of fleet
my money belong [?]
you [?] not stepping, won’t see me
you’re gonna see me on tv, that boy don’t wan’ fight, no pvp
[chorus: funeral]
b_tch, that b_tch think i owe her some
i don’t owe these b_tches none
i’m a sick son of a b_tch, i let the temple meet my gun
before i ever give these b_tches a dollar up out my wallet
think that b_tch still got my number, pray to god that she don’t call it, uh_uh
that b_tch think i owe her some
i don’t owe these b_tches none
i’m a sick son of a b_tch, i let the temple meet my gun
before i ever give these b_tches a dollar up out my wallet
think that b_tch still got my number, pray to god that she don’t call it, uh_uh
[outro]
think that b_tch still got my number, pray to god that she don’t call it, uh_uh
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