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Wifisfuneral - What It Is Lyrics

[Intro]
I just don't understand
Baby, understand that I'm just married to the dead
I don't hear what you say
Baby, understand that I'm just married to the dead, like

[Chorus]
What it is, like what the fuck?
I came in this bitch, I'm on two cups, now I'm stuffed
You can't get an inch of this paper, baby, what?
Ever since I'm thumbin' through them stacks, I got them papercuts on my thumb

[Verse 1]
Shuffle a bitch just like I'm Gambit, addict, lean all in my cup
Momma knowin' that she raised a savage, I was a demon from the jump
Okay, like you claim that you know me, baby, you don't even know me
Knock a rapper top right off the top like he Mick Foley
Gotta creep from the dead end live once said "OK" so that I spoke it
That little ho say she wouldn't love me, my heart got a hole in it
Controllin' it, sippin' on so much drink that I got motion sick
One phone call to Tank, we leave it blank, it's nice to know you, friend
Fuck your bitch, make her say "Uh, oh, you know your shit"
Okay, like he claim he an opp but he's too broke to even know the nigga

[Chorus]
What it is, like what the fuck?
I came in this bitch, I'm on two cups, now I'm stuffed
You can't get an inch of this paper, baby, what?
Ever since I'm thumbin' through them stacks, I got them papercuts on my thumb
What it is, like what the fuck?
I came in this bitch, I'm on two cups, now I'm stuffed
You can't get an inch of this paper, baby, what?
Ever since I'm thumbin' through them stacks, I got them papercuts on my thumb
[Verse 2]
Okay, I'm high and I'm still on ten, pop an X pill, now I feel dead
Drop a god damn opp with another damn shot, now that fuck nigga better be dead
Lil' mama, she put it on show tonight, now that I'm holdin' out for her uncle
Give her double dose of this dick, like Perc' 10, man, she want one
Okay, like Batman, bitch, I'm off of it
Lookin' at the ground, where my coffin is
Talk to the dead, my alter twin
Pint of the Wock', my starter kit
Switch up the play like an audible
Body count, man, I slaughter hoes
Make it go 'round like a 'round a go
Money too big, can't stand for bro
Gotta sing to the hoes like I'm Jodeci
Funny how the dumb thot noticed me
Okay, like she claim that she bad
But she too broke to even notice me, like

[Chorus]
What it is, like what the fuck?
I came in this bitch, I'm on two cups, now I'm stuffed
You can't get an inch of this paper, baby, what?
Ever since I'm thumbin' through them stacks, I got them papercuts on my thumb
What it is, like what the fuck?
I came in this bitch, I'm on two cups, now I'm stuffed
You can't get an inch of this paper, baby, what?
Ever since I'm thumbin' through them stacks, I got them papercuts on my thumb