UNIMPORTANT Lyrics – funeral
Singer: funeral
Title: UNIMPORTANT
Tell that hoe she unimportant
I got all these b#tches on my dick like I’m a morman
I just f#cked this b#tch, her mama told me I’m a wh#re, and
Ion even know what that sh#t means, but it’s unimportant
I’m into that gore sh#t
Don’t knock at my door, b#tch
We got all them glicks and sticks, yeah we gon’ have you floored, b#tch
I be countin’ up them b#tches like I’m a f#ckin’ dork, b#tch
I was finna kill him, and he told me, “Praise the Lord,” b#tch
I shot up his corpse b#tch
Ion f#ck with the church, that cracka sh#t wack
Ain’t finna sit and hear sh#t like that
I rather get up and go get me a bag
I keep them body parts inside of my bag
I keep them body parts inside of my chamber
I turn that mother f#cker to a angel
I’m finna put all these b#tches in danger
I get that recorded from all angles
I see these hoes going out sad
I could never go out like that
I got dead body in the SRT
And they ain’t coming back
They ain’t coming back
They ain’t coming back
They ain’t coming back
They ain’t coming back
Yeah that sh#t unimportant
These hoes unimportant
These b#tches unimportant
Yeah that sh#t unimportant
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