GRAVE

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***** try us, we gon put him in his grave
We gon put him in his grave
Issa knife like 21, my mama raised a savage
Pull up in the Rari with the fye like dragon
And we like the car tinted, **** around, get tragic
What happenin?
Someone call your mama, she gon come collect your casket
Ooh!
We gon put em in his grave (****!)
Closed casket, no case
Ima hide my face
My bullets shoot with pain
Tell her fall back, I need space
We ahead of them in this race
Gimme good top in the Range
Woah, did 180 up on the dash (dash)
I count it up like its math (math)
I ball hard like Im Steve Nash, woah (Nash)
I ****** your *****, then gave her back
You hit her phone like, 'where you at?'
I got her creeping through your backdoor, ayy, ayy (backdoor)
Got VVS on my teeth (my teeth)
Ima ride or die for my team
My diamonds shine, I might lean
My coupe came with wings
Youre a broke boy who fiends
Ima take em out when I see em
You a hatin *****, why you breathin?
Issa knife like 21, my mama raised a savage
Pull up in the Rari with the fye like dragon
And like the car tinted, **** around, get tragic
What happenin?
Someone call your mama, she gon come collect your casket
Ooh!
We gon put em in his grave (****!)
Closed casket, no case
Ima hide my face
My bullets shoot with pain
Tell her fall back, I need space
We ahead ofthem in this race
Gimme good top in the Range
My new mentality
Put your lil ***** on celery
Made her cut back on calories, ay
Feel the rage, you can see it in my whole face
VVs shining, and they looking like some sun rays
Slap a ***** ***** if he start talkin craz
Slap a lil *** ** if he start talkin braz
Collect the pain while Im going through these changes
I got bands now, now Im gettin a lil famous
Bust it open for me and I catch it all on camera
Dont even remember, think lil mama name was Pamela
When I die, bury me like a legend, all I really want
When I die, bury me like a legend, all I really want
Issa knife like 21, my mama raised a savage
Pull up in the Rari with the fye like dragon
And we like the car tinted, **** around, get tragic
What happenin?
Someone call your mama, she gon come collect your casket
Ooh!
We gon put em in his grave (****!)
Closed casket, no case
Ima hide my face
My bullets shoot with pain
Tell her fall back, I need space
We ahead of them in this race
Gimme good top in the Range