Funeral

Welcome to the funeral, yeah

Closed casket as usual

Yeah, welcome to the funeral

The choir's singin' musicals

Kumbaya, it's beautiful

I bust in with that Uzi, though

And they look like they saw Lucifer

Rrr

Welcome to the funeral

We not welcome, we intruded, though

You wanted smoke until you blew the smoke

(Phew)

That's just unexcusable

Welcome to the funeral, where we from, we ruin them

We been to quite a few of 'em

The reverend talk, we booin' him

We throw up the Piru at him

Welcome to the funeral, closed casket as usual

Soul snatching, that's usual

Amen, hallelujah though

Whole family delusional

Niggas cryin' like two-year-olds

Bullet holes come through the doors

I just crossed my heart, then I threw a rose

Damn, welcome to your funeral

Everybody knew you, bro

Ain't nobody shootin', though

Gotta die to see who you know

Damn, welcome to the funeral

Where we from, we ruin them

The preacher preach, we shootin' him

Now we need one for you and him

That's why they should cremate ya

Hope when you die they commemorate you

Life is a movie and it's in theaters

Some of y'alls already went to cable

Get shot from afar, you can get a facial

Black gun, chrome gun, interracial

Weed so strong, need ventilation

Funeral home need renovation

I got your mom's teary-eyed, that's precipitation

Nigga, when you died, did your bitch a favor

Nigga, we gon' mob like the Genoveses

Nigga, fat mob, I'ma Jenny Craig 'em

Drive-bys in a Winnebago

Snipers never hit a baby, crib or cradle

Sit tomatoes on your head and split tomatoes

From a hundred feet away, now it's a halo

That's tomato sauce, Heinz 57

Catch up, nigga, you behind, where I left you

I hate your bitch, your mom, and your fellas, kids, cousins

Uncles, aunts, and your nephew (pfft)

Shoot a pussy nigga in the face, closed casket

Look his pretty kid in the face, poor bastard

Tears runnin' down his bitch face, romantic

Two straps on me like the old Bo Jacksons (bah)

In his face, closed casket

Send him on the highway to heaven, no traffic

My lil' nigga just caught a body, he ecstatic

He cried tears of joy, then he got 'em tatted

Welcome to the funeral, closed casket as usual

Whole family delusional

Amen, hallelujah though

Choir singing musicals, Kumbaya, it's beautiful

I bust in with the Uzi though

They look like they saw Lucifer

Yeah, welcome to the funeral

Everybody knew you, bro

Ain't nobody shootin' though

That's just unexcusable

Damn, welcome to the funeral

Where we from, we ruin 'em

I've been to quite a few of them

My nigga, got immune to them

Damn, shoot a pussy nigga in the face, closed casket

Huh, huh, bop

Look his pretty kids in the face, poor bastards, goddamn

Drive-bys in a Winnebago

Snipers never hit a baby, crib or cradle

Sit tomatoes on your head then split tomatoes

From a hundred feet away, now it's a halo

In other words, the nigga dead