[Intro: Hozier sample]
She's the giggle-she's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's-knows everybody's disapproval
She's the giggle-she's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's-knows everybody's disapproval
She's the giggle-she's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's-knows everybody's disapproval
"We were born sick,"-"We were born sick"
You heard them say-you heard them say it
[Verse 1: Jon Connor]
Head so good I thought I need the broad
I just need the draws
She was on me so tight, I couldn't breath at all
We could see the flaws
But with a bad bitch we ain't really trippin'
No we wouldn't even be involved
And she a genius, nah
But niggas fuck up and let the penis talk
Give her the keys and all
You let her keep your car, you let her keep your card
She let the visa talk, she done keyed your car
I be scared of this, I be careful cause
In two days this bitch talkin' marriage
Show up at work, this bitch is a terrorist
We not stingy my nigga, share a bitch
Unprepared for this then that bitch we lovin'
Dangit this bitch needs a therapist
Got grey hairs and whip from a pair of tits
Got these niggas all in your residence
So sucker ass nigga
You the type of nigga that my bitches'll decline
You the type of nigga try to make a bitch jealous
And me, I get mad when she don't hunt a nigga down
Type of shit is that?
Type of nigga that'll fall for a rat
We stay away from ones like that my nigga
You ain't gotta do all that
Say ones that be frontin', we the ones callin' right back (back)
She's the giggle-she's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's-knows everybody's disapproval
She's the giggle-she's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's-knows everybody's disapproval
She's the giggle-she's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's-knows everybody's disapproval
"We were born sick,"-"We were born sick"
You heard them say-you heard them say it
[Verse 1: Jon Connor]
Head so good I thought I need the broad
I just need the draws
She was on me so tight, I couldn't breath at all
We could see the flaws
But with a bad bitch we ain't really trippin'
No we wouldn't even be involved
And she a genius, nah
But niggas fuck up and let the penis talk
Give her the keys and all
You let her keep your car, you let her keep your card
She let the visa talk, she done keyed your car
I be scared of this, I be careful cause
In two days this bitch talkin' marriage
Show up at work, this bitch is a terrorist
We not stingy my nigga, share a bitch
Unprepared for this then that bitch we lovin'
Dangit this bitch needs a therapist
Got grey hairs and whip from a pair of tits
Got these niggas all in your residence
So sucker ass nigga
You the type of nigga that my bitches'll decline
You the type of nigga try to make a bitch jealous
And me, I get mad when she don't hunt a nigga down
Type of shit is that?
Type of nigga that'll fall for a rat
We stay away from ones like that my nigga
You ain't gotta do all that
Say ones that be frontin', we the ones callin' right back (back)
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