funeral, angelus, Yurms - That’s ok! lyrics
[funeral, angelus, Yurms - That’s ok! lyrics]
4am oh uh, oh uh, uh
Yeah, yeah, uh yeah
Get the fuck out here okay, okay, uh
Okay, okay, uh yeah, uh uh
We smokin' on gas pack, okay
Lil' bitch, lil' ass fat, okay
Walk in with a hazmat, okay
Lil' Louis V bag, bag, okay
Can't argue with stats, yeah
Can't go in, doing with that, yeah
Want that lil' ho back, yeah
Kill that lil' boy for the stat, yeah
He ain't in the trap, yeah, okay
Take his ass out with that 30 like
All you do is just cap, man, okay
That's why we aim at his cap, man
One shot to your, yeah, okay
She suck on the dick make it, man
We playing Tec, yeah, okay
I got this stick with the Tec, man
See this guy with a knife with attachments
Only thing money was Cartier glasses
Dip out the store, yeah, we up in a mansion
I'm buying everything, I never had shit
I got a blow in it like Calabasas
We only get money, my bitch is the baddest
Stay with the stick like I'm juking in Madden
I got some racks and I give 'em, yeah, okay
I don't really like you
Feeling like Kurtains
Pulled up with a tracksuit
Got lots on my mind, boo
You got me fucked up
Do I have to remind you?
She got a lil' attitude
I kinda fuck with it
I ain't gonna lie to you you got me confused
I like when she walks, yeah
It smells like perfume
I heard he was talkin' shit, is he insane?
I popped a perc and said it go to my brain
These niggas talking shit, man
Why they so lame?
I think that they're mad 'cause
They're not with the gang
Uh, fuck around spend all the bands
Me and gang going crazy insane
He could be with us, but he ain't
That's a shame
Tell these niggas to get out of my lane
We smokin' on gas pack, okay
Lil' bitch, lil' ass fat, okay
Walk in with a hazmat, okay
Lil' Louis V bag, bag, okay
Can't argue with stats, yeah
Can't go in, doing with that, yeah
Want that lil' ho back, yeah
Kill that lil' boy for the stat, yeah
We smokin' on gas pack, okay
Lil' bitch, lil' ass fat, okay
Walk in with a hazmat, okay
Lil' Louis V bag, bag, okay
Can't argue with stats, yeah
Can't go in, doing with that, yeah
Want that lil' ho back, yeah
Kill that lil' boy for the stat, yeah
Yeah, yeah, uh yeah
Get the fuck out here okay, okay, uh
Okay, okay, uh yeah, uh uh
We smokin' on gas pack, okay
Lil' bitch, lil' ass fat, okay
Walk in with a hazmat, okay
Lil' Louis V bag, bag, okay
Can't argue with stats, yeah
Can't go in, doing with that, yeah
Want that lil' ho back, yeah
Kill that lil' boy for the stat, yeah
He ain't in the trap, yeah, okay
Take his ass out with that 30 like
All you do is just cap, man, okay
That's why we aim at his cap, man
One shot to your, yeah, okay
She suck on the dick make it, man
We playing Tec, yeah, okay
I got this stick with the Tec, man
See this guy with a knife with attachments
Only thing money was Cartier glasses
Dip out the store, yeah, we up in a mansion
I'm buying everything, I never had shit
I got a blow in it like Calabasas
We only get money, my bitch is the baddest
Stay with the stick like I'm juking in Madden
I got some racks and I give 'em, yeah, okay
I don't really like you
Feeling like Kurtains
Pulled up with a tracksuit
Got lots on my mind, boo
You got me fucked up
Do I have to remind you?
She got a lil' attitude
I kinda fuck with it
I ain't gonna lie to you you got me confused
I like when she walks, yeah
It smells like perfume
I heard he was talkin' shit, is he insane?
I popped a perc and said it go to my brain
These niggas talking shit, man
Why they so lame?
I think that they're mad 'cause
They're not with the gang
Uh, fuck around spend all the bands
Me and gang going crazy insane
He could be with us, but he ain't
That's a shame
Tell these niggas to get out of my lane
We smokin' on gas pack, okay
Lil' bitch, lil' ass fat, okay
Walk in with a hazmat, okay
Lil' Louis V bag, bag, okay
Can't argue with stats, yeah
Can't go in, doing with that, yeah
Want that lil' ho back, yeah
Kill that lil' boy for the stat, yeah
We smokin' on gas pack, okay
Lil' bitch, lil' ass fat, okay
Walk in with a hazmat, okay
Lil' Louis V bag, bag, okay
Can't argue with stats, yeah
Can't go in, doing with that, yeah
Want that lil' ho back, yeah
Kill that lil' boy for the stat, yeah