"The Funeral (Wifisfuneral Diss)" lyrics

You throw dirt on my name
I throw dirt on your grave
Quack Quack Quack Quack Quack
Get the Strap Strap Strap Strap Strap

You throw dirt on my name
I throw dirt on your grave
Soon as I pulled out that choppa I shoot you in your face
You's a duck
Quack Quack Quack Quack Quack
50 Cent Get the Strap Strap Strap Strap Strap
When I'm shooting that gun I never cover up my face
This is Dawn not a Wraith
When I'm shooting that gun I never cover up my face
Free Tay K
You go make me do the race

Murder Capital 1
This pussy rapper is my son
I may have to kill him 'cause I'm dumb
He tried to crowdsurf and he got jumped
How you get beat up by your own fans
I ain't never fear no man
See I'm the motherfucking snowman
And you's a motherfucking hoe man

Y'all need to kill me
You know this street feel me
Clearly, I have pussy niggas near me
I don't been set up
I could have got shot up
RIP for my [?] brotha
Pull my face on the white teeth
For that I need a statue of liberty
I get the urge to commit a crime
Every time that I'm losing my mind

I guess you been call me a criminal
As I let the AK boom
Now you got a bullet hole
One in your chest and one in your skull
My gun automatic, I just let it blow

You throw dirt on my name
I throw dirt on your grave
Soon as I pulled out that choppa I shoot you in your face
You's a duck
Quack Quack Quack Quack Quack
50 Cent Get the Strap Strap Strap Strap Strap
When I'm shooting that gun I never cover up my face
This is Dawn not a Wraith
When I'm shooting that gun I never cover up my face
Free Tay K
You go make me do the race

Fuck you and your dawgs
You dude boy was mine
I can make the turn on you for a dime
I'm crippin' why you sleeping I'm a demon
I think that I get off when I see people bleeding
So tell me now, make the decision
See I'm your daddy, you need commision
I'll spank you, little boy
Here is a happy meal, enjoy the toy
See I'm a maniac, I must admit
If ever see, I let her in
Fuck your bitch, she suck my dick
As a [?] you's a bitch

You throw dirt on my name
I throw dirt on your grave
Soon as I pulled out that choppa I shoot you in your face
You's a duck
Quack Quack Quack Quack Quack
50 Cent Get the Strap Strap Strap Strap Strap
When I'm shooting that gun I never cover up my face
This is Dawn not a Wraith
When I'm shooting that gun I never cover up my face
Free Tay K
You go make me do the race