The Wake

It really was all
Dramas fault,
I been had the mixtape done
Hes like, yeah, thats cool but
Im bout to go to the
BahamasBahamas?
Nigga, we got work to do
We gotta finish killin the fuckin competition
We can start the funeral service
First off
I wanna send my condolences
First off
I wanna send my condolences
First off
I wanna send my condolences
Rest in peace to the competition, yeah
Rest in peace to the competition
Whats up,
Drama? Yall know what this is right?
Da, da grillz, da, da, da grillz
Da, da grillz, da, da, da grillz
Da, da grillz, da, da, da grillz
Da, da grillz, da, da, da, da, da
I am logged on to fuck niggas dot com
And I am everything these fuck niggas, not
DramaI am logged on to fuck niggas dot com
And I am everything these fuck niggas, not
DramaMust be some confusion, you niggas are not me
I am an illusion, really what you cannot see
So picture me like a paparazzi,
H dot N dot
I dot CWe dont play when we roll, no
YahtzeeAnd
I hate you niggas, no
NaziBut this the holocaust, rap genocide, yeah
Ike Turner take that bitch slaps in the ride
My shorty tellin me, kill the competition boo
And I be tellin her
There Is No
Competition 2, nice
There Is No
Competition 2
Its good to wake up look in the mirror
And the only competitions you
And even that nigga aint seein me
My reflection have a hard time bein me
So theytryna do me shit, its time to dead it
Im what ya dont do even if
Simon said it
I kill em with the shine, yeah, these black diamonds credit
And my watch is sick but
I have no time for medics
Black ice in the
Ottomar, this is custom order bra
First I call the jeweler up, then
I call the coroner
My car is foreigner, my bitch is from
FloridaI killed the pussy last night so now her man is mournin her
Good mornin, sir,
I goodnight, niggas
Yall on death row,
I Suge Knight, niggas
Time to depart,
I book flights, nigga
Wassup son?
What it look like, nigga?
Black dress, black suits, black shades, black boots
Black truck, black coupe, guns blow, black flutes
Black card, black jewels, black party bag
Black Friday, throw it in a body bag
Black Barbie, thats what
I call my black braud
African plug, thats what
I call a black chord
Get ya sharps, get ya flats, thats the black keys
Gettin slickll get ya holes in ya black tees
Black limos, black town cars, black hearses
Black register books signed in black cursive
Black tears, white tissues outta black purses
Thats procedure when
Im sendin back verses
The wake, its the wake right here
Come before the funeral, nigga
They call me funeral fab, nigga, a.k.a
Young Funeral
Im killing these niggas
And Im the undertaker,
DramaWith the body in the bag
All these niggas is dead
You look around, they're all dead
This will be fun, its tree fam nigga, affiliates, nice