drool Lyrics – funeral

drool Lyrics by funeral

Told that lil’ b#tch “That ain’t my c#ck, that’s my Glock”
Your boyfriend got a problem, I’mma measure, he get shot
See the blue lights coming, gotta duck from the cops
f#ck 12, f#ck cops, I’mma shoot ’em in their [sacks?]

I’m a fat boy for real, yeah, my pockets fat too
Shawty wanna suck on my dick like a Juul
I be killing people ’cause I think it is cool
Funny when the blood pour out like

I was finna shoot up my whole f#cking school
Then I got a bag and said “f#ck school”
Just kidding, I’m not about that
Told that lil’ b#tch “That ain’t my c#ck, that’s my Glock”

Your boyfriend got a problem, I’mma measure, he get shot
See the blue lights coming, gotta duck from the cops
f#ck 12, f#ck cops, I’mma shoot ’em in their [sacks?]
Told that lil’ b#tch “That ain’t my c#ck, that’s my Glock”

Your boyfriend got a problem, I’mma measure, he get shot
See the bluе lights coming, gotta duck from the cops
f#ck 12, f#ck cops, I’mma shoot ’em in their [sacks?]
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funeral Lyrics – drool

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