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dc the don - funeral (demo) lyrics

[intro]
oh, oh
yeah, yeah
swerve, swerve, swerve (woah, woah)
swerve, swerve, swerve
woah
yeah

[verse 1]
hold up, okay, let’s turn up for a second
can you name another n+gga doin’ the impossible, makin’ this sh+t look so easy?
see, i’m rockin’ marni, marni on the weekend, popped another sixty, now a n+gga geekin’
now that she feelin’ hot as h+ll, i fell asleep with a demon, i got her on her knees, fiendin’

[chorus]
b+tch, i’m up in paris, first+class shorty
b+tch, i’m in milan, but only for the weekend
honolulu, hawaii, sorry, i’m retreatin’
i be sending subliminals, girl, i been off of my phone, i ain’t got no service for a reason
i’m off the grid, i’m tryna race a fast car, hit the pedal, when i jump the curb, i’m swerving

[post+chorus]
swerving, swerving, swerving
swerve, swerve, swerve (yeah)
swerving, swerving
swerve, swerve, swerve (yeah)
swerving, swerving
swerve, swerve, swerve
swerving, swerving
swerve, swerve
[refrain]
i done came up the long way, they tryna end me
but i don’t give a f+ck ’cause my mama can slide to my funeral inside a bentley (skrrt, skrrt)
they like, “don’t interrupt”, but i’m woofin’ so loud, if you really want me, come and get me
feelin’ like i’m too up to look down at these n+ggas, i hope that we all run it up
feelin’ like i’m too up in dubai, spend it too much but i don’t give a f+ck
pour me another one, it’s keeping me down and right i’m like clearly f+cking me up
[?] my n+ggas keep dying, i’m f+cking with you i’m running it up
if your momma ever need a dime, you already know that’s for sure

[verse 2]
b+tch, i been held this sh+t back
you know i been makin’ sh+t clap
you know i been spendin’ least a five+fifty every week, then i make it back
’cause you know i been putting all these f+ckin’ diamonds on my neck, they flooding all, for certain
if you dancing on me, gotta give out a flash warnin’, got your b+tch feelin’ too nervous, nervous
watch them n+ggas hatin’ from the bleachers ’cause my lifestyle too perfect, perfect
we in vegas, b+tch, we at the little caesar’s like rihanna, got this b+tch workin’, workin’
upper echelon, i’m rocking saint laurent, and my cellphone keep chirpin’, chirpin’
they been feenin’ out for the don, baby, and i’m servin’, servin’

[refrain]
i done came up the long way, they tryna end me
but i don’t give a f+ck ’cause my mama can slide to my funeral inside a bentley (funeral)
they like, “don’t interrupt”, but i’m wolfing so loud, if you really want me, come and get me
feelin’ like i’m too up to look down at these n+ggas, i hope that we all run it up
[chorus]
b+tch, i’m up in paris, first+class shorty (oh)
b+tch, i’m in milan, but only for the weekend
honolulu, hawaii, sorry, i’m retreatin’
i be sending subliminals, girl, i been off of my phone, i ain’t got no service for a reason (ayy)
i’m off the grid, i’m tryna race a fast car, hit the pedal, when i jump the curb, i’m swerving

[post+chorus]
swerving, swerving, swerving
swerve, swerve, swerve (yeah)
swerving, swerving
swerve, swerve, swerve (yeah)
swerving, swerving
swerve, swerve, swerve (swerving)
swerving, swerving
swerve, swerve

[outro]
swerve, swerve, swerve
swerve, swerve, swerve

- dc the don lyrics

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