idontknowjeffery & xavier wulf - gravesite lyrics
[idontknowjeffery]
i’m right in the front i don’t stand in the background
the glock on my hip, i’m not passing a pat+down
like venus, serena i’m pulling them racks out
my foot on they neck and i’m making them tap out
if somebody press me i’m beating the cr+p out ’em
if somebody press me i’m beating the sh+t out ’em
n+gga got made ’cause i hit a l!ck without him
yeah
i’m right in the front i don’t stand in the background
the glock on my hip, i’m not passing a pat+down
like venus, serena i’m pulling them racks out
my foot on they neck and i’m making them tap out
if somebody press me i’m beating the cr+p out ‘еm
if somebody press me i’m bеating the sh+t out ’em
b+tch got mad ’cause i f+cked a b+tch without her
[xavier wulf]
i pull up, you duckin’, you making me laugh
i heard he was broke, he be running from tabs
all of my n+ggas got money for grabs
we enter the club they run from the back
pull up, i’m screamin’ “it ain’t nun of that”
and don’t get it twisted i shoot at ya plaque
all them lil n+ggas know better than that
i’m sipping on yac while i spoke on a flat
i’m irritated ’cause where was he at?
when i pull up he try to squeeze through the back
she feel like i don’t love her like that
i could see how she could come up with that
i don’t see how you be dealing with that
if he thinking he tough, i’ll be dealing with that
i’m on the map like wherever you at…
strapped
[idontknowjeffery]
i’m pulling the trigger he pulling his hamstring
i’m getting this money i’m doing my d+mn thing
the money keep calling every time that the phone ring
n+ggas ain’t f+cking with none of the home team
b+tch got a daughter i bought her a pony
mix up the beat like baloney , yo
passing the glock 45 to my homie
i need to go turn myself in in the morning
i turn myself in in the morning i wake up
turn off the lights and i f+ck up her makeup
getting this money, i’m keeping my paystubs
get me a check and take that to the shake junct
take that to the ass club
i dump at police now they calling for backup
upping the glock and i shot at the b+st+rd
he ran from the glizzy the bullets was faster
pretend like i love her, i could be an actor
pretend like i love her, i could be in movies
beat the p+ssy up that’s animal cruelty
caught me some shrooms and i’m making a smoothie
…and i’m doing it smoothly
pick up a thot and we sipping on truly’s
i’m making this money you making excuses
…keep making excuses
upping the glock i’m a shoot at some losers
say what you want i’m not clearing now rumors
thousand on shoes i’m not wearing no pumas
shoot at his head i just gave him a tumor
he might die tomorrow he need to die sooner
murk me a n+gga pull up to the funeral
murk me a n+gga pull up to the gravesite
creep on the opps, i pull up on the late night
i po’ up the lemonade, my n+gga i hate sprite
i just went left on a b+tch cause i ain’t right
finna go slide on the opps tell ’em “hang tight”
tell them n+ggas “hang on”
choppa be singing the same song
wake up in the morning break up with a redbone
put my pants on then head home
i dumped on the opps now i’m leaving the __
bought me a glizzy i shoot at your dandruff
question ’bout jeffery don’t give her no answers
sh+tting on n+ggas i’m losing my manners
sh+tting on n+ggas i’m losing my manners
i lower my standards, i pull up with hammers
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