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[Chorus: funeral] Bitch, I walk into— Bitch, I walk into the party with a strap Everybody droppin', got more ammo in the back I'on feel too good today, like, fuck it, I'ma crash I'on feel nothing 'til they leave in body bags Bitch-bitch, I— bitch, I walk into the party with a strap Everybody droppin', got more ammo in the back I'on feel too good today, like, fuck it, I'ma crash I'on feel nothing 'til they leave in body bags [Verse 1: funeral] Ayy, bitch, I'm strapped like NRA I hop in this fuckin' whip like, "Who the fuck gon' die today?" Who am I gon' kill today? Bitch, I'm sick of feeling good I ain't gon' take my pill, okay Bitch, I'm sick of feeling straight Like, who blood getting spilled? Okay Bitch, I'm strapped up like **** I'ma walk into the store and air this whole bitch out, on God Bitch, my loadout really fye like my ass IRL on COD Put that fye on him myself, bitch, I don't need no fucking squad [Verse 2: glaive] I don't need no fucking squad, but I love my bros a lot Shoot your mans up, put his hands up, I feel like a fucking cop Sike, nah, I could never fear the pigs, no, not at all I'm at thе function, nodding off They mad as fuck I'm popular, uh-huh, huh I love my bros becausе they better me Just checked the fucking pedigree A million dollars made when I was seventeen, if anything Hate to see me win 'cause it's repetitive Never take a sedative, if anything [Bridge: glaive] Heard you don't fuck with me, know that feeling's mutual I don't even ask for shit, I just get the usual Sometimes you just gotta sit back because it's beautiful I just hit up funeral, we'll send you to your funeral [Chorus: funeral] Bitch, I— bitch, I walk into— Bitch, I walk into the party with a strap Everybody droppin', got more ammo in the back I'on feel too good today, like, fuck it, I'ma crash I'on feel nothing 'til they leave in body bags Bitch-bitch, I— bitch, I walk into the party with a strap Everybody droppin', got more ammo in the back I'on feel too good today, like, fuck it, I'ma crash I'on feel nothing 'til they leave in body bags [Bridge: funeral] 'Til they leave in body bags I'on feel nothing 'til they leave in body bags Body bags, body bags [Outro: funeral] I know that bitch hung up on some old shit Fuck that ho, bitch, that's my old bitch I was like ten taking notes on Ogrish Hoping nobody would notice Woke up this morning, I'm dropping ten bodies I need more, like, I'm losing focus Pour up a cup of that blood Lil' bitch, I'm sipping, but that's just a bonus