[Intro]
(Is this Jacoby, Funeral, & Lei?)
(Cuff your chick)
(Real shit)
(Ew it's Jacoby/Damn where'd you find this?)

[Verse 1: JacobyMccrayTM]
I wanna get to my cake, get out of my face
I shot 'em down with a K, now he's got a bloody face
I'm too scared to kill myself, please kill me
If we're talking about hoes, I got too many
He was talkin' that shit, now he's missing a kidney
She said, "What's that big thing in your pants?"
I said, "That's my knife"
I don't give a fuck about your life, genocide
I might pull up to your crib tonight, I'm outside
Make you disappear like magic (poof) now you out of sight
(Now you out of sight)
(And you talk a lot)
(Ew-)

[Chorus: ​funeral]
O-o-o-o-o-o-oh
Oh, you like to talk a lot?
Shoot you up in the parking lot
Fuck it up, my dogs bark a lot
Oh, you wanna run up on me?
Then I'ma shoot you, put you in your seat
Leave you there until your body wrеak
Make that lil' choppa sing like Glee
O-o-o-o-o-o-oh
Oh, you like to talk a lot?
Shoot you up in thе parking lot
Fuck it up, my dogs bark a lot
Oh, you wanna run up on me?
Then I'ma shoot you, put you in your seat
Leave you there until your body wreak
Make that lil' choppa sing like Glee
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