Hearse
I'ma whip a hearse
I'ma whip a hearse
I ain't dead yet, but I'm fuckin' hurt
I'ma whip a hearse
I'ma whip a hearse
Burberry coffin, six feet in the dirt
I'ma whip a hearse
I'ma whip a hearse
Easter pink stains on a white tee shirt
I'ma whip a hearse
I'ma whip a hearse
I am from here, but I ain't of the earth
Ayy, whippin' a hearse, I'm doing a dab (dab, dab, dab)
Vampire chick, she calling me dad (dad, dad)
Why the fuck she calling me that? (Why?)
This clout got me fucked up
Damn shorty calling me daddy (dad, dad, dad)
Did she forget that I'm ugly?
This clout can make a person crazy (go crazy)
Good thing I was already crazy (woo!)
I'ma whip a hearse
I'ma whip a hearse
I ain't dead yet, but I'm fuckin' hurt
I'ma whip a hearse
I'ma whip a hearse
Burberry coffin, six feet in the dirt
I'ma whip a hearse
I'ma whip a hearse
Easter pink stains on a white tee shirt
I'ma whip a hearse
I'ma whip a hearse
I am from here, but I ain't of the earth
They like, "6, why are you sad a lot?" (Yeah, why?)
I'm like, "Bitch, look around, how are you not?"
The first step to solving a problem
Is realizing you got a problem
I'ma whip a hearse
I ain't dead yet, but I'm fuckin' hurt
I'ma whip a hearse
I'ma whip a hearse
Burberry coffin, six feet in the dirt
I'ma whip a hearse
I'ma whip a hearse
Easter pink stains on a white tee shirt
I'ma whip a hearse
I'ma whip a hearse
I am from here, but I ain't of the earth
Ayy, whippin' a hearse, I'm doing a dab (dab, dab, dab)
Vampire chick, she calling me dad (dad, dad)
Why the fuck she calling me that? (Why?)
This clout got me fucked up
Damn shorty calling me daddy (dad, dad, dad)
Did she forget that I'm ugly?
This clout can make a person crazy (go crazy)
Good thing I was already crazy (woo!)
I'ma whip a hearse
I'ma whip a hearse
I ain't dead yet, but I'm fuckin' hurt
I'ma whip a hearse
I'ma whip a hearse
Burberry coffin, six feet in the dirt
I'ma whip a hearse
I'ma whip a hearse
Easter pink stains on a white tee shirt
I'ma whip a hearse
I'ma whip a hearse
I am from here, but I ain't of the earth
They like, "6, why are you sad a lot?" (Yeah, why?)
I'm like, "Bitch, look around, how are you not?"
The first step to solving a problem
Is realizing you got a problem
Credits
Writer(s): Ronald Chase Amick, Six Six
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