[Intro]
(Wake up, F1LTHY)
Uhh, uhh, turning it up to the morgue, uhh
[Chorus]
I'm serious
I'm turning it up to the morgue, are you hearing me
Fuck that lil foreign bitch, she mysterious
I pull up on more shrooms, I'm delerious
Got VETEMENTS with the RICK, new 'MIRI

[Verse 1]
Fair out with my bag that boy got blick, (yeah)
Even in my bitch, she always geeked, (yeah)
I love how she [?]
I put in the work and I got rich
Talk down on my gang you ain't no shit
Yeah, one thing that I know, I'm way to playe'
Can't pop out with my hoe, she way to rare
You can see it, we got motion over here
Came out by the trenches for real
I'mma go and we get all the money
I know you dont want me to leave
I fuck her good, that why she keep on comin'
LA as overseas

[Verse 2]
Yo, blowing up my phone
Say where I went wrong
Already know what time [?]
One way flight, Im gone
[?]
[?] might sign my pole
Walked out on my own
[Chorus]
I'm serious
I'm turning it up to the morgue, are you hearing me
Fuck that lil foreign bitch, she mysterious
I pull up on more shrooms, I'm delerious
Got VETEMENTS with the RICK, new 'MIRI

[Outro]
Yeah, I'm turning up to the morgue
I'm turning up to the morgue