CORONER
Aw yeah
Aw yeah
Aw yeah
Aw yeah
Aw yeah
We just be chillin' and niggas be tweakin'
A nigga always tryna test us
We bout' to ruin his whole fuckin' weekend
I promise a nigga done messed up
Aw, he need some support
You can go head and call up the coroner (Ha)
We got some more
We finna motor him
You can go call up the coroner (Ha, Ha)
Somebody call up the muhfuckin' coroner (Yeah)
Call up the muhfuckin' (Ha)
Yeah, call up the muhfuckin' coroner (Call him up up)
Call up the muhfuckin' (Ring him up ring him up)
Yeah that nigga so dead you can order him
Yeah
Yeah his mama must've put some hoe in him
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Spot him and take all his shit
Yeah, my young nigga fuck on his bitch (Huuh)
My young nigga like sixteen
That fuck nigga like twenty-six
Damn, I don't condone that shit
But you gotta get in where you fit in
Yeah, when I was that age
I was tryna' find a bitch that I could stick my dick in
And my niggas pull up and we dippin' (Yeah)
Shortly after we get in
Yeah, we don't fuck with too many squads
Yeah, we look at em' all like the opps
Yeah, we look at em' all like mirages (Hehe)
I'm in that bitch like garages
The shit that you take a whole day to put down
I do that shit right off the top, yeah
Nigga act like he a problem (Ha)
I'm the real muhfuckin' problem (Ha)
Nigga act like he a problem (Ha)
I'm the real muhfuckin' problem (Ha)
If me and you get in a jam
I'm taking the fall no autumn (Yeah)
All of my niggas be stand up guys
You know that he real if I brought him in
We just be chillin' and niggas be tweakin'
A nigga always tryna test us (Why)
We bout' to ruin his whole fuckin' weekend
I promise a nigga done messed up (Promise)
Aw, he need some support
You can go head and call up the coroner (Promise)
We got some more
We finna motor him
You can go call up the coroner
Somebody call up the muhfuckin' coroner (Call him up)
Call up the muhfuckin' (Yeah)
Yeah, call up the muhfuckin' coroner (Call him up)
Call up the muhfuckin' (Bree)
Yeah that nigga so dead you can order him (Holon)
Yeah
Yeah his mama must've put some hoe in him (Hehehehee)
Yeah
My head spinning like conveyor
Try get this muhfuckin' paper
You a fuckin' player hater
iSO a muhfuckin' player
I take my hoes and I layer em' up
Shawty had came from Decatur to fuck
I took the swag and I took the pain and then I had muhfuckin' married em' up
I got an aura that's scary to touch
He talking' too much then his head is a must
He talking to much get his head with a musket
Invader EVRT alley oop and I dunked it it
She shakin' her ass like she shakin' a pumpkin
She got a cat, with my pelvis I bumped it
My niggas flip niggas like tumbling
I can tell your nigga is up to something, yeah
I can tell your nigga is up to something
Me and my niggas be ready for rumbling
He a cap blood he ain't even bumbling
He a cap, he a cap
We just be chillin' and niggas be tweakin'
A nigga always tryna test us
We bout' to ruin his whole fuckin' weekend
I promise a nigga done messed up
Aw, he need some support
You can go head and call up the coroner (Ha)
We got some more
We finna motor him
You can go call up the coroner (Ha, Ha)
Somebody call up the muhfuckin' coroner (Yeah)
Call up the muhfuckin' (Ha)
Yeah, call up the muhfuckin' coroner (Call him up up)
Call up the muhfuckin' (Ring him up ring him up)
Yeah that nigga so dead you can order him (Yeah)
Yeah
Yeah his mama must've put some hoe in him (Hoe in him)
Yeah
Aw yeah
Aw yeah
Aw yeah
Aw yeah
We just be chillin' and niggas be tweakin'
A nigga always tryna test us
We bout' to ruin his whole fuckin' weekend
I promise a nigga done messed up
Aw, he need some support
You can go head and call up the coroner (Ha)
We got some more
We finna motor him
You can go call up the coroner (Ha, Ha)
Somebody call up the muhfuckin' coroner (Yeah)
Call up the muhfuckin' (Ha)
Yeah, call up the muhfuckin' coroner (Call him up up)
Call up the muhfuckin' (Ring him up ring him up)
Yeah that nigga so dead you can order him
Yeah
Yeah his mama must've put some hoe in him
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Spot him and take all his shit
Yeah, my young nigga fuck on his bitch (Huuh)
My young nigga like sixteen
That fuck nigga like twenty-six
Damn, I don't condone that shit
But you gotta get in where you fit in
Yeah, when I was that age
I was tryna' find a bitch that I could stick my dick in
And my niggas pull up and we dippin' (Yeah)
Shortly after we get in
Yeah, we don't fuck with too many squads
Yeah, we look at em' all like the opps
Yeah, we look at em' all like mirages (Hehe)
I'm in that bitch like garages
The shit that you take a whole day to put down
I do that shit right off the top, yeah
Nigga act like he a problem (Ha)
I'm the real muhfuckin' problem (Ha)
Nigga act like he a problem (Ha)
I'm the real muhfuckin' problem (Ha)
If me and you get in a jam
I'm taking the fall no autumn (Yeah)
All of my niggas be stand up guys
You know that he real if I brought him in
We just be chillin' and niggas be tweakin'
A nigga always tryna test us (Why)
We bout' to ruin his whole fuckin' weekend
I promise a nigga done messed up (Promise)
Aw, he need some support
You can go head and call up the coroner (Promise)
We got some more
We finna motor him
You can go call up the coroner
Somebody call up the muhfuckin' coroner (Call him up)
Call up the muhfuckin' (Yeah)
Yeah, call up the muhfuckin' coroner (Call him up)
Call up the muhfuckin' (Bree)
Yeah that nigga so dead you can order him (Holon)
Yeah
Yeah his mama must've put some hoe in him (Hehehehee)
Yeah
My head spinning like conveyor
Try get this muhfuckin' paper
You a fuckin' player hater
iSO a muhfuckin' player
I take my hoes and I layer em' up
Shawty had came from Decatur to fuck
I took the swag and I took the pain and then I had muhfuckin' married em' up
I got an aura that's scary to touch
He talking' too much then his head is a must
He talking to much get his head with a musket
Invader EVRT alley oop and I dunked it it
She shakin' her ass like she shakin' a pumpkin
She got a cat, with my pelvis I bumped it
My niggas flip niggas like tumbling
I can tell your nigga is up to something, yeah
I can tell your nigga is up to something
Me and my niggas be ready for rumbling
He a cap blood he ain't even bumbling
He a cap, he a cap
We just be chillin' and niggas be tweakin'
A nigga always tryna test us
We bout' to ruin his whole fuckin' weekend
I promise a nigga done messed up
Aw, he need some support
You can go head and call up the coroner (Ha)
We got some more
We finna motor him
You can go call up the coroner (Ha, Ha)
Somebody call up the muhfuckin' coroner (Yeah)
Call up the muhfuckin' (Ha)
Yeah, call up the muhfuckin' coroner (Call him up up)
Call up the muhfuckin' (Ring him up ring him up)
Yeah that nigga so dead you can order him (Yeah)
Yeah
Yeah his mama must've put some hoe in him (Hoe in him)
Yeah
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Writer(s): Garry Reid Iii
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