​metal ​funeral

[Intro]
This is a certified hood classic
Oh, shit

[Chorus]
Fell in love with this bitch, she got metal in her lace, yeah
Fuck the boy that she with, keep that metal just in case
Keep this metal in my case, keep this Glock on my hip
Keep that K on my waist, know that he don't mean shit, yeah
Fell in love with this bitch, she got metal in her lace, yeah
Fuck the boy that she with, keep that metal just in case
Keep this metal in my case, keep this Glock on my hip
Keep that K on my waist, know that he don't mean shit, yeah

[Verse 1]
And I'm smoking on top shelf, bitch, shut the fuck up
You ain't getting money, bro, please shut the fuck up
I got two bitches that set yo' ass up quick
Got some hoes that come in with them guns up
Look at yo' wallet, bro, please get yo' funds up
Choppin' his body, choppin' 'til the sun up
AR-15 with them titties, that drummer
I know yo' brother talking like he—
I been so fucked up, like a lot, talk to myself, like, like a lot
I just might fuck around and take that pussy off this earth like I like to play God
Look at me like he forgot
I'm in my head, let his body rot
Love to leave 'em dead, love to bleed a lot
Love to shoot that lead, love to shoot at cops, yeah