​fr ​funeral (Ft. Eek1x)

[Chorus: ​funeral]
I ain't know that was your bitch
[?] dick, for real
These pussies too fake, for real
I'ma go home, cook some steak, for real
On the whole gang, for real
Demons making me insane, for real
[?], for real
Put the Glock to his brain, for real
I ain't know that was your bitch
[?] dick, for real
These pussies too fake, for real
I'ma go home, cook some steak, for real
On the whole gang, for real
Demons making me insane, for real
[?], for real
Put the Glock to his brain, for real

[Verse 1: ​eek1x]
[?]

[Chorus: ​funeral]
I ain't know that was your bitch
[?] dick, for real
These pussies too fake, for real
I'ma go home, cook some steak, for real
On the whole gang, for real
Demons making me insane, for real
[?], for real
Put the Glock to his brain, for real
I ain't know that was your bitch
[?] dick, for real
These pussies too fake, for real
I'ma go home, cook some steak, for real
On the whole gang, for real
Demons making me insane, for real
[?], for real
Put the Glock to his brain, for real