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marr4tf – grimey talk lyrics

[intro]
yea b+tch you know this sh+t+ mhh you know gang forever n+gga you know f.o.d all the opp’s get ah closed case ( yeaa )

[verse 1]
hot head with that glizzy don’t give ah f+ck just let it blow lil n+gga youngin from the 4 that’s where i grew ah lil reckless n+gga remember i was 9 that was the first time that i ever held ah pistol every since then been fascinated tryna blow ah n+gga, dangerous with that bl!cky in broad day i’ll face ah n+gga family full of drillers i was raised to be ah grimey n+gga i get ah rush when i shoot b+tch that k!lling sh+t what made ah n+gga, put em’ on the news watch his momma cry yеa ima real gravedigger applying prеssure with that glizzy tryna slump me ah n+gga ( uh ) ah n+gga mad typing in all caps cool down b+tch n+gga, n+gga ain’t never gave me sh+t ima self made ass n+gga im in my bag by myself ima young paid lil n+gga, lift ah n+gga cap up like ah wig on ah b+tch head dissed all on my brother bro nem’ saw em’ made em’ drop dead if i want em’ ima get em’ p+ssy i won’t even drop bread you either with us or against us p+ssy b+tch that’s how we gon’ play it

[ uh+yea, you know b+tch f.o.d n+gga you know gyn, pbk n+gga yea b+tch f+ck all outsiders n+gga all the opp’s get ah closed case ]

[verse 2]
all my people’s telling me to chill no lie i can’t, happy when i shoot fell in love with the drac heard he yapping on the gram make this b+tch eat his face f+cked em’ up no face uh named it closed case (b+tch), seen my brother die that’s why i am how i am dark inside i ah never ever heal n+gga f+cked up in the head i seen ah couple n+ggas get k!lled n+gga uh smoke that sh+t away cause my b+tch keep me from them pill’s n+gga, ima hot n+gga wicked with the glizzy tryna fry ah n+gga even in cold weather hop out with them hot ones tryna melt ah n+gga.. told on his bro’s couldn’t sit and do the time loud mouth ass n+gga, shot and ran over closed case cremated ass n+gga they still asking who is goon? im the sickest lil n+gga straight from the 4 with my bro’s ah bunch of grimey ass n+ggas, don’t get me wrong i still hang with my slimy ass n+ggas for me uh huh they ah backdoor ah n+gga

[outro]
like ah vape i ah make ah n+gga lungs collapse catch em’ at the light spray the car leave his head in his lap wanna call off beef after dissin’ i ain’t hearing nun of that, said he gon’ k!ll me den he died i guess he ain’t think bout that

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