​rotting 1o (Ft. ​bronclair & ​funeral)

[Intro: funeral]
Yeah, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh
Yeah, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh (1)

[Verse 1: funeral]
Ha, bitch, bitch, I ain't foldin' for nothin'
I just might walk in the party you at and kill everybody for fun
Bitch, I ain't mentally stable, I'm fucked, like, why would they show me this gun?
I roll around in they blood, I roll—I roll and look around when I'm done

[Pre-Chorus: funeral]
I just stole the Audi, I crash in the mall, bitch
This a 12-gauge shotty, blood run down the wall, bitch
They-they run down the hallway, I just spray the wall, bitch
I do this shit broad day, I ain't finna stop, bitch

[Chorus: funeral]
Can't no—, can't nobody stop me, ho, my brain is rotting
I love catching bodies, I be—, I be stackin' bodies
C-can't nobody stop me, ho, my brain is rotting
I love catching bodies, I be—, I be stackin' bodies

[Verse 2: bronclair]
What you wan' pop out with? Nigga talkin' 'bout it
I be steady smiling, they be steady frowning
They be talkin' hard, thеy doin' shit? I highly doubt it
Niggas be jealous, on the sidеlines, I came out loudly
I-I can't even think straight, f-fuck that bitch in broad day
Fifty bitches on me, half these niggas be so fake
Half these niggas fell off bad, yeah, these niggas rotting
Make it back in a day so I don't care what it cost me, yeah