​staymad ​crusey (Ft. ​funeral)

[Intro: crusey]
Oh, uh, uh-huh (What you so mad for?; bonx)
Oh, uh, uh-huh (What you so mad for?)
Oh, uh, uh-huh (What you so mad for?)
Oh, uh, uh-huh (What you so mad for?)

[Verse 1: crusey]
Fuck that bitch, pour me up
Why the fuck you playing games, bitch? Just tell me what
I just copped a bad bitch, yeah, her tummy tucked
Yeah, my dick stay average, still I fuck it up
Yeah, stay broke, stay mad
Bitch I'm not no joke, got my bag
Boy, you not my folk, fuck what we had
We not friends, bitch, yeah, we foe, don't feel bad
Broke boys, nah, it ain't funny, get yo' money up
Yeah, bitch, I'm with the gang, yeah, we run it up
If he talkin down on gang, boy, you out of luck
Yeah, you fell off way too hard, yeah, your plays are stuck

[Verse 2: funeral]
Your bitch hit me up, I'm on the first flight out
Please don't get too close, I keep a razor in my mouth
Tab on my tongue, I spit that out, I don't give a fuck, I smoke him down
I [?] nah, cut myself, I love the pain, yeah
Cut myself, I love to bleed, no, I don't want no company
This bitch hit my phone again, like, what the fuck she want from me?
Fuck that ho, I'm hot as shit
Any time I up this pole, he disappear like magic, bitch (Yeah)