GRAVE lyrics

[Intro: Lil Skies & GNAR]
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n*gga try us, we gon' put him in his grave (Yeah, yeah)
We gon' put him in his grave (Fire like a dragon, n*ggas know)

[Chorus: GNAR & Lil Skies]
Issa knife like 21, my mama raised a savage
Pull up in the 'Rari with the fire like dragon
Gang move like the cartel, it f*ck around, get tragic
What happenin'?
Phone call your mama, she gon' come collect your casket
Ooh!
We gon' put him in his grave (sh*t!)
Closed casket, no case
I'ma hide my face
My bullets shoot with pain
Tell her fall back, I need space
We ahead of them in this race
Gave me good top in the Range

[Verse 1: Lil Skies]
Woah, did 180 up on the dash (Dash)
I count it up like it's math (Math)
I ball hard like I'm Steve Nash, woah (Nash)
I f*cked your b*tch, then gave her back
You hit her phone like, "Where you at?"
I got her creeping through your backdoor, ayy (Backdoor)
I got VVS on my teeth (My teeth)
I'ma ride or die for my team
My diamonds shine, I might lean
My coupe came with wings
You're a broke boy who fiends
I'ma take 'em out when I see 'em
You a hatin' n*gga, why you breathin'?
[Chorus: GNAR & Lil Skies]
Issa knife like 21, my mama raised a savage
Pull up in the 'Rari with the fire like dragon
Gang move like the cartel, it f*ck around, get tragic
What happenin'?
Phone call your mama, she gon' come collect your casket
Ooh!
We gon' put him in his grave (sh*t!)
Closed casket, no case
I'ma hide my face
My bullets shoot with pain
Tell her fall back, I need space
We ahead of them in this race
Gave me good top in the Range

[Verse 2: GNAR]
Gnarly mentality
Put your lil' b*tch on salary
Make her cut back on calories, ayy
Feel the rage, you can see it in my whole face
VV's shining and they looking like some sunrays
Slap a pus*y n*gga if he start talkin' crazy
Slap a lil' n*gga if he start talkin' brazy
Collect the pain while I'm going through these changes
I got bands now, now I'm gettin' a lil' famous
Bust it open for me and I catch it all on camera
Don't even remember, think lil' mama name was Pamela
When I die, bury me a legend, all I really want
When I die, bury me a legend, all I really want
[Chorus: GNAR & Lil Skies]
Issa knife like 21, my mama raised a savage
Pull up in the 'Rari with the fire like dragon
Gang move like the cartel, it f*ck around, get tragic
What happenin'?
Phone call your mama, she gon' come collect your casket
Ooh!
We gon' put him in his grave (sh*t!)
Closed casket, no case
I'ma hide my face
My bullets shoot with pain
Tell her fall back, I need space
We ahead of them in this race
Gave me good top in the Range