GRAVE lyrics

by

Rico Nasty



[Verse 1]
Run it up, hoes ain't keepin' up
Heat it up, we been teed it up
Drop the top on a big boy
She vibin' with me like a rose toy
Wanna race me? Let's speed it up
Came all black, they pink'd it up
Murder, she wrote, that redrum
I thought a broke n*gga said, "Shut up"
All up my ass, must be the crack
These n*ggas fans, can't give 'em dap
f*ck being cute, b*tch, I really rap
Smokin' gas, keep several pounds in the trap
I'm the one put PG on the map
I'm the b*tch with two C's on the back
Open the clip and it's me in a mag
I'm a cheater, shout out to my dad
Seen them run off with the stylе, it's okay
They never say nothing I wantеd to say
It never gave nothing I wanted to gave
I'm taking you b*tches with me to the grave
I don't get low, I set the bar
She said she a fan, I bet you are
Swinging, I'm knocking sh*t right out the park
Rocking sh*t like I rip on a guitar
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, phew, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
Steel paint, car upgraded
Spend a broke b*tch savings
Your new whip, I traded
Hoes be copy pasting
I'm rocking the latest
Created the wave while they faking
I turnt up this sh*t from the basement
My flow like some di*k, they can't take it, oh
Make 'em give it up (Give it up), spend a pretty dub (Pretty dub)
This sit pretty, yeah (Pretty, yuh), wanna lick my kitty? Yeah (My kitty, ah)
Chrome Hearts, not di*kies (di*kies, b*tch), throw sh*t like frisbee (Like frisbee)
Can't feel no pity (Huh), these hoes ain't gettin' up with me (With me, with me, yeah)

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, phew, yeah, yeah
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