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Grave

 

Grave

(album: Homesick - 2022)


Ayy, put him in a grave
Brain matter on the floor with a 59, six feet paved
Don't be in the way, talk shit with the mask off
.45 missed, so I hit him with a mace (Paow-paow)
I be in a black Benz, new money, don't fight
Might pay just to take a pussy face off (Face off)
Don't call my line if it ain't about the bands
Take your money, then I race off
Put him in a grave
Brain matter on the floor with a 59, six feet paved
Don't be in the way, talk shit with the mask off
.45 missed, so I hit him with a mace (Paow-paow)
I be in a black Benz, new money, don't fight
Might pay just to take a pussy face off (Face off)
Don't call my line if it ain't about the bands
Take your money, then I race off

Ayy, if you ain't like me from the start
Don't ask me what I'm on, I'm on yo' bitch
She gon' swallow my kids, and then I'm off
What the fuck? Why she calling me up?
And wanna (Uh) pull the Glock, go, "Boom-boom-boom," and then I'm off
Don't go ride with the mask off
Got mob ties with the mask on
Look both sides, you won't catch on
Hit him with a green tip, Bruce Banner, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy

Thousand dollar tee, same jeans don't fit
I be smoking '80s, pass the blunt, don't hit
Forty in my Glock with a hollow point tip
Bitch, I'm— B-bitch, I'm too rich
Said pull up at the red light
With a Ruger, what's up?
With the red dot, make him scream, "Oh shit, fuck"
Hit him chest high when he steady talking no front
In the dead night, rise when the neighbors don't fuss
'Cause I know that she want me back, but her new mans up to something
Take that fuckboy off the fucking map, new Glock wet, ocean, dump him-dump him
'Cause I know that she want me back, but her new mans up to something
Take that fuckboy off the fucking map, new Glock wet, ocean, dump him-dump him

Ayy, put him in a grave
Brain matter on the floor with a 59, six feet paved
Don't be in the way, talk shit with the mask off
.45 missed, so I hit him with a mace (Paow-paow)
I be in a black Benz, new money, don't fight
Might pay just to take a pussy face off (Face off)
Don't call my line if it ain't about the bands
Take your money, then I race off
Put him in a grave
Brain matter on the floor with a 59, six feet paved
Don't be in the way, talk shit with the mask off
.45 missed, so I hit him with a mace (Paow-paow)
I be in a black Benz, new money, don't fight
Might pay just to take a pussy face off (Face off)
Don't call my line if it ain't about the bands
Take your money, then I race off

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