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patrick henry griffin (jesus) – (grand wizard) 03 – avatar (prod. buckroll) lyrics

(grand wizard) 03 + avatar (prod. buckroll)

falls on me leaf ward type beat

beat she make a big deal out of nothing
like my momma did
got kicked out my momma crib
feel like she don’t want me to live
it makes sense that a b+tch
only worth one of my ribs
made a flip, took a risk
it was always worth the bid
the police pulled me over
now they searching in the whip

i was serving since a kid
never really been a kid
never kid
i been kid cudi walking on a trip
eating out a b+tch
got some blood up on her lips
i was cut out for this sh+t
i was cut out of the will
gave me wheels but i crashed the whip
whеn i ain’t have sh+t b+tch
i still had a b+tch
made nothing off the music
had to go and hit a l!ck
madе a twenty dollar bill off a mix
tape, red tape around my hits, no crip
i been sh+tting on these beats, no sh+t
b+tch i get her wet, i don’t slip
this script is completely bout the life i live
pop scripts, got me falling asleep
on top of my b+tch
handcuffs hit, i just wanna resist
pop ten hits, i just wanted to trip
rip to my grandpop, he just want me to live
grandpops free mason like
to start with a brick
his only daughter suzie
told me she was a witch
i read books on demonology
i’m proud of this sh+t
i dropped carnage as the devil
wanna prada my kicks
a llama gon spit
i rap to allah
asalamalaykim imma teach to my kid
before he made adam god made him
a jinn
i been praying to the most high in this b+tch
my necromancy helping me talk to the dead
i treat it like god i forgive and forget
i live and let live
i hope that all of my dependents can
depend on my sh+t
i got ships, these songs let you hop in a whip
i drop hits, boi, big boi to all of the 6
god got me and all the dogs like michael vick
used to sip nyquil feeling like prometheus
promethazine dreams, garth d in this b+tch
darth me in this b+tch
she a fiend for my d+ck
she put her nail on the tip
she let me finger her cl+t
she got the wettest of lips
me and my granma used to grow the
lettuce ya bish
that’s not a metaphor for how i’m bred
for this sh+t
i’m def in this b+tch. the way i jam like bread in this b+tch. i’m repping this sh+t
paul revere, patrick henry, i’m a terrorist b+tch
my boys go so hard, airbend in this b+tch
i’m fender you b+tch
you b+tch made and ya b+tch wanna
swallow my kids. born richard i’m a d+ck
and i’m addicted to this. a d+ck in a b+tch
vasectomy kids, i get what i ben, baller shot wet in this b+tch, i’m callin shots meanwhile i’m watching weddings and sh+t. my cousin carleigh got hitched put c+ck in that b+tch
i’m alfred hitchc+ck to you fake alphas and sh+t. i’m omega like a sega this is my genesis
i don’t segway i push play and then i render this hit
she make a big deal out of nothing
like my momma did
got kicked out my momma crib
feel like she don’t want me to live
it makes sense that a b+tch
only worth one of my ribs
made a flip, took a risk
it was always worth the bid
the police pulled me over
now they searching in the whip

- patrick henry griffin jesus lyrics

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