FUNERAL Lyrics – DC The Don
Oh, oh
Yeah
Swerve, swerve, swerve (Woah, woah)
Swerve, swerve, swerve
Woah-oah, yeah
Hold up, okay, let’s turn up for a second
Can you name another *** doin’ the impossible, makin’ this *** look so easy?
I’m rockin’ Marni, Marni on the week, pop another sixty, now a *** geeked
Now that she feelin’ hot as hell, I fell asleep with a demon, I got her on her knees, feenin’
***, I’m up in Paris, first-class, shawty
***, I’m in Milan but only for the weekend
Honolulu, Hawaii, sorry, I’m intrigued
I be sending subliminals, girl, I been off of my phone, I ain’t got no service for a reason
I’m off the grid, I’m tryna race a fast car, hit the pedal, when I jump the curb, I’m swerving
Swerving, swerving, swerving
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (Yeah)
Swerving, swerving
Swerve, swerve, swerve (Yeah)
Swerving, swerving
Swerve, swerve, swerve (Yeah)
Swerving, swerving
Swerving, swerving (Yeah)
I done came up the long way, they tryna end me
But I don’t give a *** ’cause my mama can slide to my funeral inside a Bentley
They like, “Don’t interrupt”, but I’m wolfing so loud, if you really want me, come and get me
Feelin’ like I’m too up to look down at these niggas, I hope that we all run it up
That’s fasho, ***, I been held this *** back
You know I been makin’ *** clap
You know I been spendin’ at least a five-fifty every week, then I make it back
‘Cause you know I been putting all these ***’ diamonds on my neck, they’re flooding all, for certain
If you dancing on me, gotta give out a flash warnin’, got your *** feelin’ too nervous, nervous
All them niggas hatin’ from the bleachers ’cause my lifestyle too perfect, perfect
We in Vegas, ***, we at the Little Caesar’s like Rihanna, got this *** workin’, workin’
Upper echelon, I’m rocking Saint Laurent, and my cellphone keep chirpin’, chirpin’
They been feenin’ out for the Don, baby, and I’m servin’, servin’
I done came up the long way, they tryna end me
But I don’t give a *** ’cause my mama can slide to my funeral inside a Bentley
They like, “Don’t interrupt”, but I’m wolfing so loud, if you really want me, come and get me
Feelin’ like I’m too up to look down at these niggas, I hope that we all run it up
***, I’m up in Paris, first-class shawty
***, I’m in Milan but only for the weekend
Honolulu, Hawaii, sorry, I’m intrigued
I be sending subliminals, girl, I been off of my phone, I ain’t got no service for a reason (Ayy)
I’m off the grid, I’m tryna race a fast car, hit the pedal, when I jump the curb, I’m swerving
Swerving, swerving, swerving
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (Yeah)
Swerving, swerving
Swerve, swerve, swerve (Yeah)
Swerving, swerving
Swerve, swerve, swerve (Yeah)
Swerving, swerving
Swerving, swerving (Yeah)