GOTH COWBOY lyrics

[Intro: Funerals]
Boy wanted beef like it's Burger King
Pull out the burner and then I start mur-
Um, yeah
Funerals

[Verse 1: Funerals]
Boy wanted beef like it's Burger King
Pull out the burner and then I start murdering
This is a state of emergency
I take the game and I f*ck it up verbally
b*tches, they always the worst to me
I'll block a b*tch if she wanna be curvin' me
I hit the shot like I'm Curry
Be whippin' a foreign, 2030
You see the 30, the back of my jersey
Back of the 'Lac where they packin' thе 30
Diamonds, they dirty, vision all blurry
I wanna die so my family is worried
I givе a f*ck if a b*tch wanna hate me
b*tches, they actin' like they wanna date me
Drivin' me crazy, f*ck it, I'm crazy
I'll smoke a blunt just to keep me from breakin'

[Pre-Hook: Funerals]
Ayy, what the f*ck, will you run up?
What the f*ck, will you pull up?
What the f*ck, will you shut the f*ck up, b*tch?
Ayy, what the f*ck, will you run up?
What the f*ck, will you pull up?
What the f*ck, will you shut the f*ck up, b*tch?
[Hook: Funerals]
Goth cowboy
Goth cowboy
Goth cowboy
Goth cowboy
Goth cowboy
Goth cowboy
Goth cowboy
Goth cowboy

[Interlude: Funerals]
Um, shout how to misery, man
Nice weather we're having, good day

[Verse 2: 83HADES]
40's and mags, I got a drum
All of these bullets, put holes in your lungs
I put a pig in a noose, he get hung
Slaughterhouse, b*tch, and I'm killin' for fun
Knife get you gutted, put di*k in her stomach
I'm thuggin' and juggin' with no repercussions
Knock off her brain, give her concussion
I hit the stain, [?]
Had to move work, now I'm coutin' up hundreds
Got a new gun, and I move with it
If he run up, I can shoot with it
We sellin' pounds, we stack them digits
Gettin' around, [?] no Civic
Guess he a pus*y 'cause he won't bang with us
Lookin' like trash, I treat her like litter
Diamonds they shinin', just like they glitter
Givin' her di*k, all in your sister
I will not miss, I just might hit her
New clothes, new money, new b*tches
Had to come up off a lick so we all winnin'
Just like a farmer, b*tch, I been gettin' chicken
I been with some demons, yeah, we was all sinnin'
b*tch, [?] f*ck all of your religion
[Bridge: UNOFROMPLUTO]
Haha, Uno, yeah, ayy, yeah, brrrr

[Verse 3: UNOFROMPLUTO]
Curb stomp that n*gga 'til his heart break
n*ggas talkin' like they know me but I break laws
I'm that n*gga, f*cked yo' b*tch with her legs crossed
You a pus*y n*gga, shoot you with the sawed-off
Hey, I'm back on my sh*t
n*ggas wanna talk but he gon' catch a clip
You already know that I'm up off a brick
You know I been all 'bout checks
She wanna suck on my tippy
I tell her, "Then go to gym-ny"
You do not know me, I'm silly
I pull up and hop out with semi's, yuh