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It really was all Drama's fault, I had the mixtape done
like, yeah, that's cool but I'm 'bout to go to the Bahamas
Bahamas? Nigga, we got to do
We gotta killin' the fuckin' competition
We can start the funeral

First off I wanna send my
First off I send my condolences
First off I wanna my condolences
in peace to the competition, yeah

Rest in peace to the
What's up, Drama? Y'all what this is right?

Da, da grillz, da, da, da
Da, da grillz, da, da, da
Da, da grillz, da, da, da
Da, da grillz, da, da, da, da, da

I am logged on to fuck dot com
And I am these fuck niggas, not Drama
I am on to fuck niggas dot com
And I am everything these fuck niggas, not

be some confusion, you niggas are not me
I am an illusion, really you cannot see
So me like a paparazzi, H dot N dot I dot C
We don't play when we roll, no
And I you niggas, no Nazi

But this the holocaust, rap genocide,
Ike Turner take that bitch in the ride
My shorty tellin' me, the competition boo
And I be tellin' her There Is No Competition 2,

There Is No 2
It's good to wake up in the mirror
And the only you

And even nigga ain't seein' me
My reflection have a hard bein' me
So they tryna do me shit, time to dead it
I'm what ya don't do even if Simon it

I kill 'em with the shine, yeah, black diamond's credit
And my watch is sick but I have no time for
Black ice in the Ottomar, is custom order bra
First I call the jeweler up, I call the coroner

My car is foreigner, my is from Florida
I killed the pussy night so now her man is mournin' her

Good mornin', sir, I goodnight,
Y'all on row, I Suge Knight, niggas
Time to depart, I flights, nigga
son? What it look like, nigga?

Black dress, suits, black shades, black boots
Black truck, coupe, guns blow, black flutes
Black card, black jewels, party bag
Black Friday, throw it in a bag

Black Barbie, that's what I call my braud
African plug, that's what I a black chord
Get ya sharps, get ya flats, the black keys
Gettin' get ya holes in ya black tees

Black limos, town cars, black hearses
Black register books signed in black
Black tears, white tissues outta black
That's procedure when I'm sendin' back

The wake, it's the wake here
before the funeral, nigga
They me funeral fab, nigga, a.k.a Young Funeral
I'm killing these

And I'm the undertaker,
the body in the bag
All these is dead
You look around, all dead

This will be fun, tree fam nigga, affiliates, nice