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Say Ya Grace
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chief Keef
Chief Keef
Vocals
Lil Yachty
Lil Yachty
Vocals
marvy ayy
marvy ayy
Programming
Carlton McDowell
Carlton McDowell
Guitar
Cole Bennett
Cole Bennett
Speaker
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keith Cozart
Keith Cozart
Lyrics
Marvin Jordan
Marvin Jordan
Composer
Miles Parks McCollum
Miles Parks McCollum
Lyrics
Van McCoy
Van McCoy
Composer
Chris Barnett
Chris Barnett
Composer
Tyrone Pittman
Tyrone Pittman
Composer
Carlton McDowell
Carlton McDowell
Composer
Tyree Pittman
Tyree Pittman
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chief Keef
Chief Keef
Producer
marvy ayy
marvy ayy
Producer
Cole Bennett
Cole Bennett
Producer
Carlton
Carlton
Producer

Lyrics

The beat go off? Prrt, prrt Hey, is this Sosa? Am I speakin' to Sosa right now? (Bang, bang) Who the fuck is you? I don't know and I just wanted you to explain some to me, ayy Ayy, explain ya ass, nigga I got some money on the way (brr, brr, brr) Kill 'em with kindness, then piss on they grave (on they grave) Lil' nigga, don't get hit, don't get grazed (don't get grazed, phew) I saw a Superman, now you saved (now you saved) Pussy, before you eat, say your grace (say your grace) You already know these Bs, they not Js (these Bs) I got her too high, she think she laced (oh, my God) I be on her head like a lace (lace, ayy) (Go) Beaned up (off a bean) Bottega jeans, I ain't even (I ain't even) Bottega jeans, I ain't even (I ain't even) Bottega jeans, I ain't even wear 'em yet (go) Ain't walkin' in that bitch, they ain't pay me yet (go) She mad, in the bed like, "You ain't slay me yet" (go) Geekin' out my state, my DR bitch was Puerto Rican (mm) 50 hoes flew in, we treat a Tuesday like the weekend Suck me like you need me, I'ma bless you like a deacon (mm) 'Til a nigga die, I ain't gon' lie, that shit ain't even (mm) Catch her while she leakin', she gon' guzzle up all the semen (mm) Worry 'bout your streamin', all that reachin' leave you bleedin' I got some money on the way (brr) Kill 'em with kindness, then piss on they grave (on they grave) Lil' nigga, don't get hit, don't get grazed (don't get grazed, phew) I saw a Superman, now you saved (now you saved, Boy) Pussy, before you eat, say your grace (say your grace) You already know these Bs, they not Js (these Bs) I got her too high, she think she laced (oh, my God) I be on her head like a lace (lace, ayy) I'm with my crew, win or lose I'm a boss, Terry Crews (Terry Crews) Them hundred bands (hundred bands), huh, they crip, blue (crip, blue) I'm in a Humvee with six troops (with six troops, go) What you wanna do? No fist too (no fist too) Get your bitch a sip of the wrist juice (wrist juice) Ayy, she meltin' all on my wrist too (brr) Ayy, but I'm a icy nigga, it's cool (brr) I got some money on the way (brr) Kill 'em with kindness, then piss on they grave (on they grave) Lil' nigga, don't get hit, don't get grazed (don't get grazed, phew) I saw a Superman, now you saved (now you saved) Pussy, before you eat, say your grace (say your grace) You already know these Bs, they not Js (these Bs) I got her too high, she think she laced (oh, my God) I be on her head like a lace (lace)
Writer(s): Keith Cozart, Tyree Pittman, Miles Mccollum, Chris Barnett, Cole Bennett, Carlton Mcdowell, Tyrone Pittman, Marvin Jordan, Van Mc Coy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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