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the governor (michael b.) – grape lyrics

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[verse 1]

stole an iphone in the hood
call that applejack’s
fresh snapback
like im miller mac

hoes giving birth on the stairs
call that stepchild
getting wings at st. louis’
drake be like get mild

once had a phone in jail
called it cellphone
now i’m tripping like kevin ware
breaking my leg bone

69 with my ex
call that exposition
now i’m dressed like a missionary
going on a mission

i skate when i’m bored
call that skateboard
yeah and i drive ford
not a royal like i’m lorde

tripped on my phone charger
call that power trip
i think i’m j. cole
even got the same lip

got my grandma on speed dial
call that instagram
by the way
y’all should follow me on instagram

i don’t really know
where i’m going with this rap
pay 2 dollars at wendy’s
get that chicken wrap

25 cents on a yo-yo
call that quarterback
driving down grove street
like where the balla’s at

i got my textbook
it’s written by ramlochan
where the h-ll is he from
sound like it pakistan

batman’s sidekick’s fat
call that robin thicke
not from experience
but i hear he’s got a long d-ck

secrets in my post moves
call that postal code
i’m done with these metaphors
time to go beast mode

[verse 2]

hit ’em in the back
like a motherf-cking track
got no snacks
on my towel racks
and i bring it back
like i’m sacked
stacking racks
hit the pack
like i’m jack black
take a nap

it’s the weight that makes the wait feel like
you wanna celebrate and serenade
come on time like a date
motherf-ckers no one bates
come in late
like they wanna be mates
and they wanna be great
like the one wearing number 23 as he soars through the air
like he’s got no breaks
got no skates

skating through the air without a care
like no one’s there
ain’t go back
back to bed
cus’ he’s scared
cut off head

lamborghini
system jumping
new bughatti
2 bughatti’s
black ferrari
rastafari
poppin’ mollies
gettin’ bodied
new white audi
like kid cudi
im somebody
ain’t n0body
push to start it
doing it honest
black somali’s
popping mollies

- the governor michael b lyrics

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