asphyxiation funeral
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[Intro]
(Oh, shit)
[Chorus]
Bro, like, what you thought? I got fifty on this Glock, yeah
Hundred on this choppa with a bump, no, it don't stop, yeah
Bro, like, what you thought? I got fifty on this Glock, yeah
Hundred on this choppa with a bump, no, it don't stop, yeah
I don't stop and talk to boys in blue, don't let 'em talk to me
Let 'em find out who I am, no that's that shit that I don't need
I don't stop and talk to boys in blue, don't let 'em talk to me
Let 'em find out who I am, no that's that shit that I don't need (I-I don't need)
[Verse 1]
I don't need no ho, I don't need no pole
Look into his eyes, take his fucking soul
I don't got no soul anymore
I sit alone and close my eyes and ignore, I can't ignore
It's some white hoes in my phone
It's-it's some white hoes in my bathroom and they all fuck with that blow, blow
Lemme find out wherе the feds camp, on God, I'ma make it blow
On God—, on God, I'ma air it out likе a lil' white boy then I'm gone
Kill myself, bitch, I'm gone, yeah
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, shit)
[Chorus]
Bro, like, what you thought? I got fifty on this Glock, yeah
Hundred on this choppa with a bump, no, it don't stop, yeah
Bro, like, what you thought? I got fifty on this Glock, yeah
Hundred on this choppa with a bump, no, it don't stop, yeah
I don't stop and talk to boys in blue, don't let 'em talk to me
Let 'em find out who I am, no that's that shit that I don't need
I don't stop and talk to boys in blue, don't let 'em talk to me
Let 'em find out who I am, no that's that shit that I don't need (I don't need)
(Oh, shit)
[Chorus]
Bro, like, what you thought? I got fifty on this Glock, yeah
Hundred on this choppa with a bump, no, it don't stop, yeah
Bro, like, what you thought? I got fifty on this Glock, yeah
Hundred on this choppa with a bump, no, it don't stop, yeah
I don't stop and talk to boys in blue, don't let 'em talk to me
Let 'em find out who I am, no that's that shit that I don't need
I don't stop and talk to boys in blue, don't let 'em talk to me
Let 'em find out who I am, no that's that shit that I don't need (I-I don't need)
[Verse 1]
I don't need no ho, I don't need no pole
Look into his eyes, take his fucking soul
I don't got no soul anymore
I sit alone and close my eyes and ignore, I can't ignore
It's some white hoes in my phone
It's-it's some white hoes in my bathroom and they all fuck with that blow, blow
Lemme find out wherе the feds camp, on God, I'ma make it blow
On God—, on God, I'ma air it out likе a lil' white boy then I'm gone
Kill myself, bitch, I'm gone, yeah
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, shit)
[Chorus]
Bro, like, what you thought? I got fifty on this Glock, yeah
Hundred on this choppa with a bump, no, it don't stop, yeah
Bro, like, what you thought? I got fifty on this Glock, yeah
Hundred on this choppa with a bump, no, it don't stop, yeah
I don't stop and talk to boys in blue, don't let 'em talk to me
Let 'em find out who I am, no that's that shit that I don't need
I don't stop and talk to boys in blue, don't let 'em talk to me
Let 'em find out who I am, no that's that shit that I don't need (I don't need)
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