[Intro]
(Y-Y-You're dead)
He gon' say he with it, but I really fucking doubt it
DP-12, my artillery get him on the ground quick
I'on even got enemies, I still feel surrounded
He still say he with it
[Chorus]
But—but I fucking doubt it, yeah, I doubt it, know you ain't about it
I don't need no fucking suppressor, I like that loud shit
And I just really took your ho, yeah, she a loud bitch
She see me whenever she please, yeah, she allowed, bitch
Front seat, window, I'on need my blick, ho
I just gave your brother half a band, he at your window
He gone with the wind, bro, I'on know shit, bro
Still got on my Ksubis, I'm so bloody in this fit, bro
[Verse 1]
The only charge they'd ever get me on is murder
Walk inside the function, on my brain, it's only murder
Yeah, I just showed her some' that she ain't ever heard of
I asked her if she fuck with you, she never heard you
You-you think you out this bitch, well, boy, you just a victim to me
Fell in love with your shorty, that bitch addicted to me
"Oh, he so wicked," who, me? "He the sickest," who, me?
What play inside my fuckin' brain is so explicit to me?
[Chorus]
Yeah, I doubt it, know you ain't about it
I don't need no fucking suppressor, I like that loud shit
And I just really took your ho, yeah, she a loud bitch
She see me whenever she please, yeah, she allowed, bitch
Front seat, window, I'on need my blick, ho
I just gave your brother half a band, he at your window
He gone with the wind, bro, I'on know shit, bro
Still got on my Ksubis, I'm so bloody in this fit
[Verse 2]
It's so unusual to me
I hate the way that you can breathe
Lie in the dirt, I lie beneath
My face, the last thing that you see
It's so unusual to me
I hate the way that you can breathe
Lie in the dirt, I lie beneath
My face, the last thing that you see
[Outro]
Oh, shit!
i doubt it was written by funeral.
i doubt it was produced by funeral.
funeral released i doubt it on Fri Nov 10 2023.