[Intro]
I love you, funeral
Oh, shit (FLOWRENCY)

[Verse 1]
Hop on this shit, sound like everybody else
When I die, let my soul burn in Hell
When I die, let my body fucking melt
When they die, pack it up and I inhale
He got a Glock, but he nervous as shit
I get my Glock, bullet, rip
Don't got no opps, bullet, hit
Kill anybody on purpose and shit
Flay his skin and flay his mama too
I got my straps like I'm Osama two
Don't drive no whip like I'm Obama too
Bro, fuck your bag 'cause I got commas too
Get all your people killed like I'm the president
My guns illegal, they ain't got no residence
Why would you up that fucking Hi-Point if you know it's gon' jam and you know that you hesitant?

[Chorus]
Up in this bitch, I'ma kill everybody
Up in this bitch, I'ma kill everybody
Up in this bitch, I'ma kill everybody
Up in this bitch, I'ma kill everybody
Up in this bitch, I'ma kill everybody
Up in this bitch, I'ma kill everybody
Up in this bitch, I'ma kill everybody
Up in this bitch, I'ma kill everybody
[Verse 2]
Kill everybody, kill everybody
Choppa on me, I'ma spill everybody
I knock his ass to the ground like I'm Rocky
Hollow on hollow on hollow, I got 'em
Get on my knees and I pray to my Glock
Pray everybody I shoot getting dropped
Pray everybody I hate, that I choose, that I kill, that I murder
I'm murder, see God
Send 'em, uh, send 'em, uh, send 'em, send 'em to Hell
Got set-up, uh, set-up, uh, set-up, he set-up, oh well

[Outro]
He got a Glock, but he nervous as shit
I get my Glock, bullet, rip
Don't got no opps, bullet, hit
Kill anybody on purpose and shit
Flay his skin and flay his mama too
I got my straps like I'm Osama two
Don't drive no whip like I'm Obama too
Bro, fuck your bag 'cause I got commas too
Get all your people killed like I'm the president
My guns illegal, they ain't got no residence
Why would you up that fucking Hi-Point if you know it's gon' jam and you know that you hesitant?