Funeral - mrkrabs ​ lyrics

Can't put no rack to your head
I'ma keep that lil' rack and
I'll do it myself, lil' bitch
I'ma go find your location, you find my
Location, you see me in Hell, lil' bitch
We is not fighting, no, we is not tussling
This ain't no Hell in a Cell, lil' bitch
I asked yo' bitch what the
Fuck does she want
And she told me to send her a Zelle
Lil' bitch
Boy see my face, and you shit outta luck
Pull up to your momma house to see what's up
She give me yo' addy, I'm shooting it up
Saw me on the news, and now she wanna fuck
Saw me on the news, and now she want my baby
Fucking yo' momma and yo' old lady
I'm in the shadows, baby, I'ma tape it
Bloody up, drippin' down on the pavement
I knew yo' shawty was racist, uh
Get in the whip and we racin', uh
I get the guala and chase it, uh
I get the Glocky, erase him, uh
I'm with yo' little bitch, all on my dick
Make her do a lil' trick on a dick
She a trick on a dick
Make her do a lil' flip
Make her split on the dick
Make her spit on the dick
Make her spit on it, uh
That lil' bitch suckin' the skin off my dick
I'm LA with a bitch, she a ten
I'm with the homies, they takin' yo' rims
I'm in the cou-cou-coupe Benz
That yo' boy in the Ku-Ku Klux Klan
Me and the gang strapped, Taliban
We finna violate on yo' man
We finna make him fly, Peter Pan

I get money, Mr krabs, okay
I know your auntie got crabs, okay
Pussy boy get attacked, okay
Hit a lil' bitch from the back, okay

Can't put no rack to your head
I'ma keep that lil' rack and
I'll do it myself, lil' bitch
I'ma go find your location, you find my
Location, you see me in Hell, lil' bitch
We is not fighting, no, we is not tussling
This ain't no Hell in a Cell, lil' bitch
I asked yo' bitch what the
Fuck does she want
And she told me to send her a Zelle, lil'