Choir lyrics

[Intro]
(Proof is in the progress)

[Verse 1]
Play with Scoom, it's goin’ south
All that bad sh*t that you said, I'ma put it right back in your mouth
Lil Mark know that he my slime, know that my twin, it ain't no doubt
I got mad and tapped that button, and two shells hit him in his scalp
That’s the choir at your funeral
(That's the choir at your funeral)
b*tch, that's the choir at your funeral
Know that boy had a closed casket, this ten knocked out his f*ckin' noodles
I've been chillin' with your b*tch, we f*ck all night and we watch Hulu
If you ever get caught out shakin' that ass, boy, we'll do you
She gon’ listen, boy, you know I control a b*tch like I know voodoo
She can’t help herself, the minute I di*ked her down, that b*tch went cuckoo
n*ggas droppin' songs and they can’t even rap, boy, that sh*t doo-doo
Know I'ma do whatever it takes to keep your heart, ain't tryna lose you
n*ggas catfish on the 'net, like April 1st, boy, they’ll fool you
n*ggas actin' like they pits, but whole time, these n*ggas poodles
I'll bounce out with this Drac' and let it sing like just the choir
Smokin' oppers back to back, his ass dead, pass me a lighter
If a n*gga play with Slick, send him to God, I ain't no fighter
I'll bounce out with this Drac' and let it sing just like the choir

[Chorus]
'Fore I lay me down to sleep
Yeah, I cross my heart and load my heat
Okay, that chopper make him meet the reaper
I pray to God mama don't think I'm evil
[Verse 2]
All these diamonds got me icy
From time to time, I f*ck his b*tch, that's the only reason he don't like me
On first night, she let me f*ck and sl*t her out 'cause I'm Almighty
Big bro tell me if I keep postin' all these guns, they gon' indict me
All my n*ggas grab, this Glock came with a drum just like the choir
You can catch me on your block in all black, that's my attire
Police n*ggas steady askin' me all these questions, he got a wire
If my brother need my help, you know I'm ridin' just like a tire
I put thirty in my mouth just for my teeth to shine brighter
My b*tch hate me 'cause she always catch me cheatin' and I'm a liar
10 a.m., I'm high as hell, by 12 p.m., I'm gettin' higher
The first n*gga mention Scoom, I bet I put his ass on fire
Yeah, I'm know I'm havin' motion, but I been turnt since a lil' minor
If that bag up on his head, we wrap his ass just like a cypher
His ass need it, yeah, I ruin him, hollow tips, his ass can't fight 'em
We'll take a n*gga life, then dump his ass where you can't find him

[Chorus]
'Fore I lay me down to sleep
Yeah, I cross my heart and load my heat
Okay, that chopper make him meet the reaper
I pray to God mama don't think I'm evil