​funeral
​trickshit
[Chorus]
(Oh, shit)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh (You think you know me)
Oh, oh, oh, oh

[Verse 1]
It's getting dark in this bitch, shoot his heart in this bitch
I pray a motherfucker do me dirty, I'ma fart on that bitch
Choppa fart on that bitch, she put her heart on this dick
We ain't far, get it quick, I catch a case, get acquitted
Boy, you ain't know what your bitch did, he talk, he can get hit
Motherfucker cry like a baby, boy, you better pay me, I'm out in a minute
I'm out as soon as I'm in it, stop talking, you ain't hit shit
Oh, it ain't nun' to get a bitch hit, it's a problem, we can fix it

[Refrain]
My money so tall, it look like rocket, look like space yeah
I don't like that bitch, I told that bitch that I need space, yeah
I got a Glock and an Uzi, a rocket, a FN, it's all on my waist, yeah
I shoot that fucker in his face, yeah, he can gеt it like today, yeah

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
[Refrain]
My money so tall, it look likе rocket, look like space yeah
I don't like that bitch, I told that bitch that I need space, yeah
I got a Glock and an Uzi, a rocket, a FN, it's all on my waist, yeah
I shoot that fucker in his face, yeah, he can get it like today, yeah

[Verse 2]
Oh, he can get it like his bitch did
Man, I don't know what the dick did
I know lil' shorty addicted
We was really on some sick shit
We really be on some sick shit
She move them hands like a stick shift
Y'all was on it, but it shifted
Broke boy hit a lick quick
I took your bag, mine now, boy, I'm wicked
He look at me like, "How?" it's some trick shit
His bitch on some trick shit
His mama on some trick shit
I seen them hoes trickin'

[Chorus]
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