f*ckem lyrics

[Intro]
I-I-I love you, funeral
Oh, sh*t

[Chorus]
It's two hoes in the backseat with they mask on and they strapped up
If we find you, better get down 'cause we coming in with them MACs up
Know better, boy, back up, my killers don't lack, yeah
Talking 'bout that sh*t that you don't know nothin' about, get you whacked, yeah

[Verse 1]
I'ma walk up in your residence
f*ck the police, 'cause they ain't got no evidence, f*ck 'em
I put your head to the blade
And I get to the chopping and call it a severance, f*ck 'em
I cannot work with no piggy, thеy ain't f*cking with me
Yeah, they all irrеlevant, f*ck 'em
I cannot talk to no b*tch when he act like a b*tch
Yeah, he not in my element, f*ck 'em

[Bridge]
pus*y do not try me, took your b*tch
pus*y do not try me—

[Verse 2]
pus*y do not try me, took your b*tch, yeah, you can try these hollows
Your b*tch, she a eater, ooh, I need her, way she suck and swallow
Sawed-off, up it at yo' f*cking face and make your f*cking jaw low
Need to take a look at your surroundings, getting f*cking followed
b*tch, I don't f*ck with your clique, they can all die
I know he don't know what's in these clips, they can all die
Soon as he get shot, he act a b*tch, he ain't alright
Soon as he step out the f*cking house, b*tch, it's on sight
[Chorus]
Two hoes in the backseat with they mask on and they strapped up
If we find you, better get down 'cause we coming in with them MACs up
Know better, boy, back up, my killers don't lack, yeah
Talking 'bout that sh*t that you don't know nothin' about, get you whacked, yeah

[Outro]
Two hoes in the backseat with they mask on and they strapped up
If we find you, better get down 'cause we coming in with them MACs up
Know better, boy, back up, my killers don't lack, yeah
Talking 'bout that sh*t that you don't know nothin' about, get you whacked, yeah
(I-I-I love you, funeral)
(tihs ,hO)