DC The Don - FUNERAL lyrics

Oh, oh yeah, yeah
Swerve, swerve, swerve (Woah, woah)
Swerve, swerve, swerve woah
Yeah

Hold up, okay, let's turn up for a second
Can you name another nigga
Doin' the impossible
Makin' this shit look so easy?
See, I'm rockin' Marni, Marni on
The weekend, popped another sixty
Now a nigga geekin'
Now that she feelin' hot as hell
I fell asleep
With a demon, I got her on her knees
Fiendin'

B!tch, I'm up in Paris, first-class shorty
B!tch, I'm in Milan, but only for the weekend
Honolulu, Hawaii, sorry, I'm retreatin'
I be sending subliminals, girl, I
Been off of my phone
I ain't got no service for a reason
I'm off the grid, I'm tryna race a fast car
Hit the pedal, when I jump the curb
I'm swerving

Swerving, swerving, swerving
Swerve, swerve, swerve (yeah)
Swerving, swerving
Swerve, swerve, swerve (yeah)
Swerving, swerving swerve, swerve, swerve
Swerving, swerving swerve, swerve

I done came up the long way
They tryna end me
But, I don't give a f##k 'cause my mama
Can slide to my funeral inside a Bentley
(Skrrt, skrrt) they like, "Don't interrupt"
But I'm woofin' so
Loud, if you really want me, come and get me
Feelin' like I'm too up to
Look down at these n#ggas
I hope that we all run it up

That's for sure, bitch
I been held this shit back
You know I been makin' shit clap
You know I been spendin' least
A five-fifty every week, then I make it back
'Cause, you know I been
Putting all these f##kin'
Diamonds on my neck, they flooding all
For certain
If you dancing on me, gotta give out a
Flash warnin', got your bitch
Feelin' too nervous, nervous
Watch them n#ggas hatin' from the bleachers
'cause my lifestyle too perfect, perfect
We in Vegas, bitch, we at the Little
Caesar's like Rihanna, got
This bitch workin', workin'
Upper echelon, I'm rocking Saint Laurent
And my cellphone keep chirpin', chirpin'
They been feenin' out for the
Don, baby, and I'm servin', servin'

I done came up the long way
They tryna end me
But, I don't give a f##k 'cause my mama
Can slide to my funeral inside a Bentley
(Funeral) they like, "Don't interrupt"
But I'm wolfing so
Loud, if you really want me, come and get me
Feelin' like I'm too up to
Look down at these n#ggas
I hope that we all run it up

B!tch, I'm up in Paris, first-class shorty
Oh
B!tch, I'm in Milan, but only for the weekend
Honolulu, Hawaii, sorry, I'm retreatin'
I be sending subliminals, girl
I been off of my
Phone, I ain't got no service for a reason
Ayy
I'm off the grid, I'm tryna race a fast car
Hit the pedal, when I jump the curb
I'm swerving

Swerving, swerving, swerving
Swerve, swerve, swerve (yeah)
Swerving, swerving
Swerve, swerve, swerve (yeah)
Swerving, swerving
Swerve, swerve, swerve (Swerving)
Swerving, swerving swerve, swerve

Swerve, swerve, swerve
Swerve, swerve, swerve