I turn your funeral into a trap party

I don't know no better

Turn your funeral into a trap party

These Margielas

Turn your funeral into a trap party

The hella chedda

Turn your funeral into a trap party

I know you mad I get that bag

Spend it all on a bag I need that bag

I know you mad

I know you mad

I get that bag

I get that bag

Turn your funeral into a trap party

I turn your funeral into a trap party

I don't know no better

Turn your funeral into a trap party

I don't know no better

Need a bag I need that bad

Spent it all on a bag spent it all on a bag

I sure hope they see that my suit wet and my whip clean

Caught my boy home early he had big dreams

That spray paint on my button down like I'm 15

They see some of my partnas

We ain't turned up since the big screen

Spotted a few of my oldies find me a seat with my homies

Notice the people that's hating they probably just mad that

I'm closer to Kobe

I give em a night off the strip

Thinking bout hitting

Watching his daughter she breaking my heart

Man I gotta look out for his trophy

We turning up after the service

Family been acting a bit nervous

Buying the bar that's a purchase

Let it turn into a circus

We sending 'em home with a purpose

Going all night that's for certain

I'm there when they closing the curtain

His momma blow kisses to hearses

And we gon'

I turn your funeral into a trap party

I don't know no better

Turn your funeral into a trap party

These Margielas

I turn your funeral into a trap party

I don't know no better

Turn your funeral into a trap party

These Margielas

Turn your funeral into a trap party

The hella chedda

Turn your funeral into a trap party

I know you mad I know you mad

I get that bag I get that bag

Spend it all on a bag I need that bag

I know you mad I know you mad

I get that bag I get that bag

Turn your funeral into a trap party

I turn your funeral into a trap party

I don't know no better

Turn your funeral into a trap party

I don't know no better

I need that bad I need that bad

Spent it all on a bag spent it all on a bag

I stopped by the crib condolences and my feelings hurt

My partna really ain't coming back

I just buried him in six feet of dirt

And ready to deal with that pain though

Sweating all over my chain

We taking shots for that angel lord

Chalk it up to the game

We smiling now 'cause we hurt but it's a reunion

Sipping we taking communion

Now you get some influence

Fixing whatever we ruin

Loud talking bout the past

Every story get gassed

Old chicks we smashed

Make this their last

I turn your funeral into a trap party

I don't know no better

Turn your funeral into a trap party

These Margielas

Turn your funeral into a trap party

The hella chedda

Turn your funeral into a trap party

I know you mad I know you mad

I get that bag I get that bag

Spend it all on a bag I need that bag

I know you mad I know you mad

I get that bag I get that bag

Turn your funeral into a trap party

I turn your funeral into a trap party

I don't know no better

Turn your funeral into a trap party

I don't know no better

I need that bad I need that bad

Spent it all on a bag spent it all on a bag

I need that bad

Spent it all on a bag

Funeral into a trap party

I turn your funeral into a trap party

I turn your funeral into a trap party

I turn your funeral into a trap party

Turn your funeral into a trap party