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xantana - gravedigger lyrics

i’m a grave digger i’m riding in a he+rs+
i can k!ll you sober, but i popped two f+ckin’ percs
i drink some f+ckin’ blood to quench my f+ckin’ thirst
b+tch i do too many drugs, yeah, i’m livin’ like a curse
if this n+gga talk brodie put him in the dirt
six feet under
yeah
and his sister wear a shirt
with his face on the front lemme get up in her skirt
nut in the b+tch’s mouth
now she slippin’ in her squirt

shooter man shooter man
imma k!ll you first
or should i stab your n+gga that f+ckin’ works
as long as i get to k!ll b+tch i don’t need no nurse
i’m a crazy ass n+gga and i got a f+ckin’ smirk
too pretty of a b+tch so i put her on a perc
talk to the devil think a n+gga out there worse
nah
imma demon
she suck the s+m+n
b+tch imma heathen
talk to the devil n+gga i see him every weekend
he asked why i k!lled that n+gga i don’t have a reason
k!lled him eat his body and i don’t forget the season
and if you try to play me n+gga you swimming in the deep end
they ask who f+ckin’ x yeah n+gga imma beacon
the last b+tch that played me i left her f+ckin’ beaten
and if a n+gga run up imma turn your ass deletion
and if a n+gga snake imma k!ll your ass for treason
yeah imma k!ll your ass for treason
i don’t need no n+gga out her mother f+ckin’ screaming
machine gun to his face now he mother f+ckin’ leakin’
all i f+cking know you gon die if you keep speaking
yeah you gon die if you keep speaking

you say my name is x
and when i’m f+ckin’ stressed
she lemme rub on her mother f+ckin’ br++sts
and lemme f+ckin’ test
if this gun is f+ckin’ blessed
yeah
it shoots the best
better wear your f+ckin’ vest
yeah
she says x babe you do it the f+ckin’ best
i pulled up to her crib yeah you know the f+ckin’ rest
want some drugs baby come here come invest
if you want a f+ckin’ line, baby say it with your chest

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