[Intro: Funeral]
4am
Oh uh, oh uh, uh
Yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah
Get the fuck out here
Okay, okay, uh
Okay, okay, uh
Yeah, uh uh

[Chorus: Funeral]
We smokin' on gas pack, okay
Lil' bitch, lil' ass fat, okay
Walk in with a hazmat, okay
Lil' Louis V bag, bag, okay
Can't argue with stats, yeah
He ain't gon' do nun with that, yeah
Want that lil' ho back, yeah
Kill that lil' boy for the stat, yeah

[Verse 1: Yurms]
He ain't in the trap, yeah, okay
Take his ass out with that .30 like [?]
All you do is just cap, man, okay
That's why we aim at his cap, man
My shawty got stats, yeah, okay
She suck on the dick make it [?], man
We playing Tec, yeah, okay
I got this stick with the Tec, man
See this guy with a knife with attachments
Only thing money was Cartier glasses
Dip out the store, yeah, we up in a mansion
I'm buying everything, I never had shit
I got a blow in it like Calabasas
We only get money, my bitch is the baddest
Stay with the stick like I'm juking in Madden
I got some racks and I give 'em to Megan, yeah, okay
[Verse 2: Angelus]
I don't really like you
Feeling like Kurtains, pulled up with a tracksuit
Got lots on my mind, boo
You got me fucked up, do I have to remind you?
She got a lil' attitude
I kinda fuck with it, I ain't gonna lie to you
You got me confused
I like when she walks, yeah, it smells like perfume
I heard he was talkin' shit, is he insane?
I popped a perc and said it go to my brain
These n***as talking shit, man, why they so lame?
I think that they're mad 'cause they're not with the gang
Uh, fuck around spend all the bands
Me and gang going crazy insane
He could be with us, but he ain't, that's a shame
Tell these n***as to get out of my lane

[Chorus: Funeral]
We smokin' on gas pack, okay
Lil' bitch, lil' ass fat, okay
Walk in with a hazmat, okay
Lil' Louis V bag, bag, okay
Can't argue with stats, yeah
Can't go in, doing with that, yeah
Want that lil' ho back, yeah
Kill that lil' boy for the stat, yeah
We smokin' on gas pack, okay
Lil' bitch, lil' ass fat, okay
Walk in with a hazmat, okay
Lil' Louis V bag, bag, okay
Can't argue with stats, yeah
Can't go in, doing with that, yeah
Want that lil' ho back, yeah
Kill that lil' boy for the stat, yeah