Gravedigger
YGA Isaac
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I'm a menace in my city bitches know me YGA I put mud inside my drank I go crazy to pass the day Keep my .44 by my Drac And I'm gon die about my cake You know it's thunder in this clip and we gon strike him at the gate And I been rolling off these pills leave em in a body bag Clean drink, turned dirty, pour on this cash Gravedigger, I can leave him rotting in the trash Life alert, he gon need it see him through the glass You better watch your tone Or bitch you might not make it home And if he play about respect he gon end up on a stone Gotta Tommy in this bitch I'm feeling just like Al Capone I got demons in my body bitch I'm never all alone What the f*ck you thought this was boy Just a game If I put you on a T-shirt pussy boy then I ain't playin Told him jump out with that choppa boy Hit a stain But if you ain't gon hit a lick lil boy then get up out my way He said he was fucking with the other side The other day And I don't play around bout my name lil boy get put up in your grave You know its killa season Choppa swinging Purging up your city Full auto singing Jalapeno burning up your kidney The choppa it hold 50 (bang) Make him hit the griddy (bang) Why you change the song don't give a f*ck this shit still litty Pussy he a kitty Keep a fucking semi AR hyphen 15 bet it leave his ass real shitty AK getting busy Situation sticky Speaking up on YGA I stretch you for a penny (bitch) Shout out to my bro he keep it real we sippin Remy He think he so sharp we cut him up just like machetes (bitch) And you's a petty bitch And you gon bet that I'm gon stretch for some fetty bitch And we gon throw you in that pot go call up betty bitch I been keeping me a rocket feel like a terrorist But I don't really wanna catch a body If he tell me I ain't bout it imma up it I can't even feel my body all this molly And if he think that I'm a capper than its f*ck him I look up to NBA he taught me how to get through struggle I learned how to keep my head above the water in this puddle F*ck love I ain't trippin bitch its forever the hustle I ain't stressin over bitches I won't never do no cuddles I'm just tryna chase the paper make an oppie Cupid Shuffle And if he think that he smartass he gon end up in a duffle
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