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[Intro]
(noheart)
(Zeroworld)
[Chorus: funeral]
They can’t hear your scream (Shh)
I’ma blow the bank
Laughing to the bank
Body blood like paint
I paint a picture with the shit
I just might switch up on a bitch
He got it mixed up, he a lick
Impale the victim, I’m sick
They can’t hear your scream (Shh)
I’ma blow the bank
Laughing to the bank
Body blood like paint
I paint a picture with the shit
I just might switch up on a bitch
He got it mixed up, he a lick
Impale the victim, I’m sick
[Verse 1: Kyenn]
Bodies dropping like a drowning pool
You think you awesome but you only kinda cool
I’m off this X, got me feeling unstoppable
Pussy so wet got me feeling real tropical
I’m at the tip-tippity-top
Oh, that’s yo’ girl? Well she just gave me top
Glock on my hip ‘causе I stay having opps
Ugh, WAP like she Megan, shе hot
Nova and Zero, we all independent
And my money tall just like Uzi, extended
How the fuck you a rapper but yo’ ass get winded?
I said a mean line and that boy got offended
I’m on a mission
Like Corbin, jump in it
If we run a session
I’ma charge like 50
K for a verse
Put that bitch in a hearse
Brought a gun to yo’ turf just to show you I’m with it
Okay, funeral on Kyenn on Kenny on Britney
Ain’t even famous but I only rock Fendi
And I’m in that bitch pants like a new pair of undies
You talk a lotta shit for a bitch that ain’t got no money
[Verse 2: funeral]
I gotta big surprise for them opps
I put that bitch boy in a box
I know that bitch love to talk a lot
I know his bitch love to top a lot (Fa-fa)
Bitch gave me top at the funeral
Bitch I’m unusual
That ho bad and delusional
Fucking as usual
I just might use a ho
Aux in aux, in car, in utero
[Chorus: funeral]
They can’t hear your scream (Shh)
I’ma blow the bank
Laughing to the bank
Body blood like paint
I paint a picture with the shit
I just might switch up on a bitch
He got it mixed up, he a lick
Impale the victim, I’m sick
They can’t hear your scream (Shh)
I’ma blow the bank
Laughing to the bank
Body blood like paint
I paint a picture with the shit
I just might switch up on a bitch
He got it mixed up, he a lick
Impale the victim, I’m sick
