Grah Grah Like
Keep counting the stars Like how many dead’s ya got?
Like how many dead’s I shot?
Gang jacked she was a bop
I was flocking for her
She my gangsta put my knock In her purse
Like what? Had you on feets in your own hood
We said Glah Glah Like should’ve spiffled you
Like lil bro he was throwing that missile
No face shot aim for his legs
How that’s ya mans he was smoking ya dead’s?
Like a pencil we gon fill em with led
The way I left em the medic couldn’t save em
Ayo Adot go nd Boom em
Hop ina spot I want you to remove em
Yk I’m Go Kuu with deuce
You was never on drills..
Told bro I’m get you that Mill..
JackJayK nd You know that I’m flocking
Say he 6’4?
He can get hit with knocks
So many opps In the spot
Everything K like every opp shot
He tryna box? He gon end up losing his life
He gon take one to chest
Stomping him out we gon beat ‘em to death
Now ya got me pissed off
You a civilian why you dropping the Gzz?
You was playing gangsta and your Bm was giving me spits
Grah like I was geeked
Lil Ma was tryna get neaky
I ain’t gonna lie I was loving on DD
Grah we was On Bt wanna be famous we gon put you on T.V
You ain’t see me the all of sudden you need me?
We gonna spin like a remix
He on Hots? We gonna send him to Venus
Snakes in the V cut the grass watch that back door
We on your #ss
Grah grah Don Dotta
We was in the field told bro pass me the rock
He ain’t seeing tomorrow we aiming for tops
In your hood we had you on locks
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