Lyrics

Grave n---a yea I'm a made n---a still catching plays n---a Put him 6 feet in the grave since he wanna be a gravedigger Don't call my phone ain't no discussion we gon meet one day n---a Lil one spazzed you wit that switch If I was me I woulda pinched you with that bitch Polluted guts that's how we leave a opp for thinking he the shit Run down dropping bullets in his chest bitch I'm on my Michael vick Put him on ice and when that shit crack then he gon get away with this She on my pipe and she just met me she got plans with sexing me I go bleeda already I'm on beacoup medicine Like a butt getting to the bread ain't talking sesame In the mirror in this Amiri ain't no Guess on me The second we fuck I say you serious bitch is you next to me And you better not question me Answers for you I don't have All on that line you a rat or you a opp you getting stabbed You wanna get stretched or duck a jab Be the next pack put in the air We the cartel leave their fucking faces on the slab I'm a made n---a still catching plays n---a Put him 6 feet in the grave since he wanna be a gravedigger Don't call my phone aint no discussion we gon meet one day n---a Lil one spazzed you wit that switch If I was me I woulda pinched you with that bitch I'm a made n---a still catching plays n---a Put him 6 feet in the grave since he wanna be a gravedigger Don't call my phone aint no discussion we gon meet one day n---a Lil one spazzed you wit that switch If I was me I woulda pinched you with that bitch Look see lil one spazzed you with that bitch If that was me I woulda pinched you Tryna walk down on the corner and ima stuff that 30 in you We put shit up for real bitch all my n---as gravediggers Woulda left him on the stairs but that rat had played with him Look we outside you post up and we pull up You aint never gotta ask me n---a I'm gon fuck w sum Out the window ain't good enough I'm kicking doors tryna leave him stuck Had to bait him in with a bitch Treat him like a tick and got that pussy plucked I heard the feds coming they hit the bleedas ain't said nothing We bang but we ain't bangers we go head hunting N---a all my n---as made n---as We lay on you for days n---a We gon drag him to his grave since he wanna be a gravedigger Im a made n---a still catching plays n---a Put him 6 feet in the grave since he wanna be a gravedigger Don't call my phone ain't no discussion we gon meet one day n---a Lil one surprised you wit that switch If I was me I woulda pinched you with that bitch I'm a made n---a still catching plays n---a Put him 6 feet in the grave since he wanna be a gravedigger Don't call my phone aint no discussion we gon meet one day n---a Lil one surprised you wit that switch If I was me I woulda pinched you with that bitch
Writer(s): David Catherine, Duke Harrison, Jerikco Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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