fuckem

Lyrics

[Intro] I-I-I love you, funeral Oh, shit [Chorus] It's two hoes in the backseat with they mask on and they strapped up If we find you, better get down 'cause we coming in with them MACs up Know better, boy, back up, my killers don't lack, yeah Talking 'bout that shit that you don't know nothin' about, get you whacked, yeah [Verse 1] I'ma walk up in your residence Fuck the police, 'cause they ain't got no evidence, fuck 'em I put your head to the blade And I get to the chopping and call it a severance, fuck 'em I cannot work with no piggy, thеy ain't fucking with me Yeah, they all irrеlevant, fuck 'em I cannot talk to no bitch when he act like a bitch Yeah, he not in my element, fuck 'em [Bridge] Pussy do not try me, took your bitch Pussy do not try me— [Verse 2] Pussy do not try me, took your bitch, yeah, you can try these hollows Your bitch, she a eater, ooh, I need her, way she suck and swallow Sawed-off, up it at yo' fucking face and make your fucking jaw low Need to take a look at your surroundings, getting fucking followed Bitch, I don't fuck with your clique, they can all die I know he don't know what's in these clips, they can all die Soon as he get shot, he act a bitch, he ain't alright Soon as he step out the fucking house, bitch, it's on sight [Chorus] Two hoes in the backseat with they mask on and they strapped up If we find you, better get down 'cause we coming in with them MACs up Know better, boy, back up, my killers don't lack, yeah Talking 'bout that shit that you don't know nothin' about, get you whacked, yeah [Outro] Two hoes in the backseat with they mask on and they strapped up If we find you, better get down 'cause we coming in with them MACs up Know better, boy, back up, my killers don't lack, yeah Talking 'bout that shit that you don't know nothin' about, get you whacked, yeah (I-I-I love you, funeral) (tihs ,hO)