none - funeral 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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