Lyrics:
Graa Graa
Lil bitch
Graa Graa graa
Huh
Graa Graa
Huh
Kevin this is nice
Who yeah
Talk too much
Talk too much
Huh
Yeah you talk too much
Yoo
Talk too
Graa Graa Graa boom
Graa Graa Boom
Scotty
Graa graa graa boom
What? Graa graa boom
Graa graa
Graa graa boom
Might fuck on yo bitch in the telly
She
on lock
They be like Scotty yo how you do it?
Made a 100 racks and none of it from music
Graa Graa Boom Nigga
Like What? gotta bitch and she bad like
tegne det
Og jeg håper dere liker det
Det er noe å være tørr igjennom regnet med
Graa sky graa sky graa sky graa sky
Graa sky graa sky graa sky graa sky
Graa Graa Boom
Graa Graa Boom
Graa Graa Boom
Like
Like
Like
Fucking with me boy you gotta be dumb
I sent a shot and it hit in his lungs
Switches
shu
These niggas leech, bitch you a Opp
My niggas petty as fuck
Graa
Have that bitch setting you up
Shot shot graa
My niggas petty as fuck
Graa
Have
never change
Still sipping that paint don't fuck with no vodka
Beef on yo mind Lady Gaga
Hop out that bitch and go graa graa
Keep a lil shottah like wa
We love GMG
Graa, shout out to GMG
Graa
Graa, Graa, yeah
Got a whole lot of stress on my mind
I can't rest cause I'm just wasting time
They gon'
Ik teri tasveer te baki
Naa graa’n pta nhi
Mulak mera mulak tera
Haq de vich rta nhi
Ik teri tasveer te baki
Naa graa’n pta nhi
Mulak mera mulak tera
on in public (Like)
Grrah, grrah, grrah, keep dumpin'
Edot Baby, that kid ain't on nothin'
On JayRip, got most of 'em duckin'
Graa Graa, nigga, stop
reach for ma chain
Ain't going
You get put in a pack
Graa
All these niggas be bluffing
They never gone sly
For their mans
Lil E nigga u a boom
Like all
Graa, graa
Graa, graa
What? Yeah
Graa, graa
I'm getting way bigger than adhesive tape
My name in their mouth like the dollar in my brain (yeah)
Money
Graa graa graa
Graa mr step In the spot and It's lIt
Graa graa LIke look
Graa I can't what graa
Hold on lIke look lIke look
Graa graa lIke damn damn
Diz para ela, graas a ela s Nunca se apagou
Para a menina que no rimava a dor
Diz para ela, graas a ela s Nunca se apagou
Para a menina que no rimava
I'm in sin city
Down in the parts where it ain't pretty
Me and my niggas got big glizzies
I got a drum it's gon hold fifty
(Graa graa)
& it's my city
I guess you wonder where i been
Im set to find your love within
I came back to let you know
I got a thing for you
And i can't let go
Graa graa graa
and it’s making that sound
Stick on me and it’s making that sound Graa Graa Graa
That pussy got shot and he died.
His mama found out and she cried.
Ain’t
on (Yeah)
Cowboy guns, hee-haw, hit his chest, King Kong (Yeah)
AF1 Vlone, he ain't got these on (Huh)
Cowboy guns, hee-haw, hit yo' chest, King Kong (Graa
on freeze
Still dumping
See a opp ima get it clicking
Graa D3G
See a opp ima get to clicking
Ahaaaaa
Like what like what
On yo block where you run
2 Chops 2
ima get it clicking
Graa D3G
See a opp ima get to clicking
Ahaaaaa
Like what like what
On yo block where you run
2 Chops 2 niggas in the whip
Nigga talk
on freeze
Still dumping
See a opp ima get it clicking
Graa D3G
See a opp ima get to clicking
Ahaaaaa
Like what like what
On yo block where you run
2 Chops 2
yo' chest, King Kong (Graa, graa, graa)
Ya' dig? I don't get why all these niggas hate me (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm in Hermes, ain't no Macy's (Yeah,
Graa, graa
Gang gang gang gang
We're not the same
Graa
Graa
Gang gang gang gang
Graa,
Graa,
Graa
Sono tutte bitches e s'atteggiano da gangsta
Sono un
[Intro]
Graa, graa, graa nigga
Everything dead nigga
Suck my dick nigga
Hold on what, hold on bitch gang
Graa, graa, graa, graa
[Verse]
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