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g r v m – whack lyrics

[intro]
his hair?
whack
his gear?
whack
his jewelry?
whack
his foot stance?
whack
the way that he talks?
whack
the way that he doesn’t even like to smile?
whack
me? i’m –

{verse 1]
i’m rolling on the kickback chilling with like 20 broads
imma sip this juice sip sip with the henny up
crush, weigh, tic tacs quick roll the 20 up
who got the raps, quick quick roll a 20 up (swish)
imma go fool in the bars
crushing up [tool?] with the bars
running up coup like swoop in the cars
drop top smooth in the ‘rar
if i got two to [?]
dripping like [?]
imma go smooth with the broads
alley-oop then get lost
back to the bars
crushed a whip so i uber everywhere (ay)
smash yo b-tch call an uber get the fare (ay)
stash you’re pills or i lose ’em everywhere (ay)
cashing checks just a usual affair (ay)
drippy and sh-t we just rode up
don’t give a sh-t when we ghost up
since [?] dead or in this b-tch
talking like n-body knows us
i’ll give her something to instagram
we got fans in the atl
throwing up hands from the north to the east
don’t compete with the ‘ye we sell, uh

[interlude]
his hair?
whack
his gear?
whack
his jewelry?
whack
his foot stance?
whack
the way that he talks?
whack
the way that he doesn’t even like to smile?
whack
me? i’m –
his hair?
whack
his gear?
whack
his jewelry?
whack
his foot stance?
whack
the way that he talks?
whack
the way that he doesn’t even like to smile?
whack
me? i’m –

[verse 2]
i’m gone but i’m never gone enough to lose my consciousness
blind but she’s obviously here to boost my confidence
she just wanna talk about how i made empty promises
in the past i happened to wreak havoc ’till i just said “stop it b-tch”
pop for a minute but i rock it b-tch
she pop off like a rocket ship
think about the past when i p-ss it up even though back then it was a topless b-tch
i don’t wanna touch her when she’s popping hits
two to the face and she’s popping thin
sh-t goes wrong i’m stopping this
b-tch you got high tolerance
wobble, wobble i get bottles by the cases (ay)
wanna model but i think they’re f-cking tasteless (ay)
f-ck you’re friends too, i know they a fake b-tch (ay)
it’s ok i still get throttled by an a-list
back on track with the team on top
[steppin on chips ?] just to green my line
{?] crispy cocoa puffs just keep me up ’till {?]
this weed the bomb
steam the bomb
p-ssing out quick like we a team of {?}

[intro]
his hair?
whack
his gear?
whack
his jewelry?
whack
his foot stance?
whack
the way that he talks?
whack
the way that he doesn’t even like to smile?
whack
me? i’m crazy
bye, have a beautiful time!

- g r v m lyrics

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