Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Christian
David Christian
Songwriter
Brandon Hines
Brandon Hines
Songwriter
Josh Hebert
Josh Hebert
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lori Beats
Lori Beats
Producer

Lyrics

Comin up never down
Don’t give a fuck
When I spaz on a beat
You can tell I’ve caught a case
But I’ve never lost the race
You know I’m in first place
Gonna get my small buzz
Stay runnin from the fuzz
They know I carry heat
When the speak to me
I say the least
Just give me peace
Before I flip on you and turn to a beast
Don’t wanna see that
You’ll Rest In Peace
This my come up
So y’all can just shut up
If you ain’t starvin with me
Then don’t expect to eat
Let’s make that clear
I got Heater here
He’ll fuck this verse up
You’ll look like a chump
Countdown flow
Don’t act like you know
With my west coast tone
It’s something you can’t own
Don’t come for me
I’ll put you in the grave
Straight to the point
You won’t be saved
Put you in the grave
You won’t be saved
Make you think twice before you mention my name
I’ll put you in the grave
You won’t be saved
Speak down on me and you’ve dug your own grave
You won’t be saved
When I put you in the grave
Tuck your tail and run to your cave
You won’t be saved
When I put you in the grave
Put you in the grave
You won’t be saved
If I give a whack verse then I won’t be saved
If I give a hoe time then I won’t be saved
If I give this shit attention then I won’t be saved
Won’t be saved
Won’t be saved
Try me once and you won’t be saved
Been doin this forever and I’m still not saved
I’ll send your ass to heaven when I put you in the grave
Took a lot out of me just to get me paid
So don’t talk about the work cause I know you ain’t got it
Pulling out the gas cause I know you ain’t bout it
Sleepin on me? I doubt it
Schoolin all these children man I shoulda went to college
Choppin all this intricate shit to stay on it
I don’t sound like I be comin to play okay don’t it
Try me be like a chemical rate okay homie
Kid G gave me the call so I came to slay bonus
Homie up in Canada yeah that’s fam
No video or photo when I put you on Cam
In the war zone guarantee we go ham
One shot T shirt make your gang disband
I’m that international Puerto Rican
Dude my favorite word is fuckin residual
Ima live forever ima never need a grave sight
And if you sayin my name you better say it right, Christian
Put you in the grave
You won’t be saved
Make you think twice before you mention my name
I’ll put you in the grave
You won’t be saved
Speak down on me and you’ve dug your own grave
You won’t be saved
When I put you in the grave
Tuck your tail and run to your cave
You won’t be saved
When I put you in the grave
Put you in the grave
You won’t be saved
Might send you up, shits creek or six feet
Whichever way
You should know they ain’t fuckin wit me
Been a beast, kill a feature wit ease
Bring a rapper to his knees, bow down to the k i n g
Word to Kid G, know I got Bars On Me
Y’all hardly making buzz, shoo fly don’t bother me
I’m off the 3, like 23 or off the hip like 24
Know I’m the goat no brag or boast my flow like a brick of snow
Been cookin dope since ‘03, gone and ask my folks
Come grab a dose, no O.D.
But know a **** overly dedicated
I’m medicated blunt filled up with cereal milk
I’m too ill, it’s automatic when I empty the clip
I flip the script like kick flips holding my grip
Get wit the shit, or get ya wig split by da kid
Must be out ya mind steppin to the Don lil bitch
Put you in the grave
You won’t be saved
Make you think twice before you mention my name
I’ll put you in the grave
You won’t be saved
Speak down on me and you’ve dug your own grave
You won’t be saved
When I put you in the grave
Tuck your tail and run to your cave
You won’t be saved
When I put you in the grave
Put you in the grave
You won’t be saved
Written by: Brandon Hines, David Christian, Josh Hebert
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