Poppin up charges
Popping up pills
Smoking kush in the hills
I have a ski mask
And i got the strap NO
I got a knife bro
I'll slit your throat so
Who called me a snitch
There a lier
Ill set there mother f*ckin house on fire
Who called the ops
Who called the 12
Who called the 5-o nigga for real
Kill a nigga f*ck these bitch in a hotel WHAT
Ya nigga im for real
My freestyles on fleek
I go Gratata on the beat
Nobody be f*ckin with me
F*ck you nigga Im a G
Ya your girl be suckin on pepperment
F*ck trump and the government
F*ck the ops, you say you aint a snitch
Then why you be chillin with the cops
I feel like i'm gonna be the best
All these rappers dying
I feel like i'm fittin to be next
Because i be getting those checks
So much i have to flex
I done iced out my neck
Gold chain
Gold grill
And gold rack
Ill ice out my bed
Im gonna make it big
Its been what a day and everybody's done Asked me where i've been
If i said it than i did it
Im real like that i be pullin out strap after Strap
I do it like that
I be on that gang shit
West seattle thats where its been
You say you got no friends but got foes
Well i dont got a bendz but i go O's
I try to keep it on the low'swait no i dont
Hope you dont think you a bully
I am a killa dont push me, we dont hang With No pussy
Im from west, better bring your vest
Ill give you a blood test, bullets flying through Your chest
Runnin from my arrest
Get away with it because im blessed
Flip a coin because it be 50/50
Come get your girl she with me
Getting her was easy
I just flashed a hundred and she gave me A quicky
But she be tricky
She tried to steal my wallet
I put a end to that shit quickly
I be rapping sickly
We be passin pipe and smoking like and Smokin like a chimney
My raps are filthy
Kill a nigga without feelin guilty
Smoke weed like its the end of me
If i diss someone their the enemy
So hot i be catching up a case
Ill call them all a hoe
Right to there face
She say she a antique but i break her Vace
We be f*cking all night till i break her legs
Knees wobbling
She drop to the floor
We f*ck in the bathroom
Bedroom and in the corridor
Leave that bitch wanting more
F*ck her than its time to go
Run for the door, you already know
Theres no need for me to stay
And you thought i would stay
But bitch thats childs play
Now its time for me to hit the road
Put my coat on and go home
Brought my strap just in case
Just if i ran into some shit on the way
Smoke weed on national holidays
Thats includes halloween
Thanksgiving
The date of my birth and christmas day
DEVIL RAP
The devil spitting fire
This shit is dier
Ill give you what you most desire
Sit back and make the world spin
Peel off peoples skin
With the wildest grin
I am the original sin
Watch people cry and wine
Be sure not to cross the red line
The fire is coming to get you
Use you intestines as strings for my Guitar
And give them a fine tune
Hit you over the head with a ladder
Watch the blood splatter
I am a real nigga
I will pull the trigga
I will cut and rip you open like a bag of Chips And watch your skin split
Makin money just enough to get rich
I aint no bitch
And i dont give a f*ck about your sitch-u-Ation
I fall to destruction
I create the infection
Head to the oblivion
What if I kill you nigga you be dead
Gun down bullets flying through your Head
Yung N8iv - Gratata Lyrics
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English
Poppin up charges
Popping up pills
Smoking kush in the hills
I have a ski mask
And i got the strap NO
I got a knife bro
I'll slit your throat so
Who called me a snitch
There a lier
Ill set there mother f*ckin house on fire
Who called the ops
Who called the 12
Who called the 5-o nigga for real
Kill a nigga f*ck these bitch in a hotel WHAT
Ya nigga im for real
My freestyles on fleek
I go Gratata on the beat
Nobody be f*ckin with me
F*ck you nigga Im a G
Ya your girl be suckin on pepperment
F*ck trump and the government
F*ck the ops, you say you aint a snitch
Then why you be chillin with the cops
I feel like i'm gonna be the best
All these rappers dying
I feel like i'm fittin to be next
Because i be getting those checks
So much i have to flex
I done iced out my neck
Gold chain
Gold grill
And gold rack
Ill ice out my bed
Im gonna make it big
Its been what a day and everybody's done Asked me where i've been
If i said it than i did it
Im real like that i be pullin out strap after Strap
I do it like that
I be on that gang shit
West seattle thats where its been
You say you got no friends but got foes
Well i dont got a bendz but i go O's
I try to keep it on the low'swait no i dont
Hope you dont think you a bully
I am a killa dont push me, we dont hang With No pussy
Im from west, better bring your vest
Ill give you a blood test, bullets flying through Your chest
Runnin from my arrest
Get away with it because im blessed
Flip a coin because it be 50/50
Come get your girl she with me
Getting her was easy
I just flashed a hundred and she gave me A quicky
But she be tricky
She tried to steal my wallet
I put a end to that shit quickly
I be rapping sickly
We be passin pipe and smoking like and Smokin like a chimney
My raps are filthy
Kill a nigga without feelin guilty
Smoke weed like its the end of me
If i diss someone their the enemy
So hot i be catching up a case
Ill call them all a hoe
Right to there face
She say she a antique but i break her Vace
We be f*cking all night till i break her legs
Knees wobbling
She drop to the floor
We f*ck in the bathroom
Bedroom and in the corridor
Leave that bitch wanting more
F*ck her than its time to go
Run for the door, you already know
Theres no need for me to stay
And you thought i would stay
But bitch thats childs play
Now its time for me to hit the road
Put my coat on and go home
Brought my strap just in case
Just if i ran into some shit on the way
Smoke weed on national holidays
Thats includes halloween
Thanksgiving
The date of my birth and christmas day
DEVIL RAP
The devil spitting fire
This shit is dier
Ill give you what you most desire
Sit back and make the world spin
Peel off peoples skin
With the wildest grin
I am the original sin
Watch people cry and wine
Be sure not to cross the red line
The fire is coming to get you
Use you intestines as strings for my Guitar
And give them a fine tune
Hit you over the head with a ladder
Watch the blood splatter
I am a real nigga
I will pull the trigga
I will cut and rip you open like a bag of Chips And watch your skin split
Makin money just enough to get rich
I aint no bitch
And i dont give a f*ck about your sitch-u-Ation
I fall to destruction
I create the infection
Head to the oblivion
What if I kill you nigga you be dead
Gun down bullets flying through your Head
Popping up pills
Smoking kush in the hills
I have a ski mask
And i got the strap NO
I got a knife bro
I'll slit your throat so
Who called me a snitch
There a lier
Ill set there mother f*ckin house on fire
Who called the ops
Who called the 12
Who called the 5-o nigga for real
Kill a nigga f*ck these bitch in a hotel WHAT
Ya nigga im for real
My freestyles on fleek
I go Gratata on the beat
Nobody be f*ckin with me
F*ck you nigga Im a G
Ya your girl be suckin on pepperment
F*ck trump and the government
F*ck the ops, you say you aint a snitch
Then why you be chillin with the cops
I feel like i'm gonna be the best
All these rappers dying
I feel like i'm fittin to be next
Because i be getting those checks
So much i have to flex
I done iced out my neck
Gold chain
Gold grill
And gold rack
Ill ice out my bed
Im gonna make it big
Its been what a day and everybody's done Asked me where i've been
If i said it than i did it
Im real like that i be pullin out strap after Strap
I do it like that
I be on that gang shit
West seattle thats where its been
You say you got no friends but got foes
Well i dont got a bendz but i go O's
I try to keep it on the low'swait no i dont
Hope you dont think you a bully
I am a killa dont push me, we dont hang With No pussy
Im from west, better bring your vest
Ill give you a blood test, bullets flying through Your chest
Runnin from my arrest
Get away with it because im blessed
Flip a coin because it be 50/50
Come get your girl she with me
Getting her was easy
I just flashed a hundred and she gave me A quicky
But she be tricky
She tried to steal my wallet
I put a end to that shit quickly
I be rapping sickly
We be passin pipe and smoking like and Smokin like a chimney
My raps are filthy
Kill a nigga without feelin guilty
Smoke weed like its the end of me
If i diss someone their the enemy
So hot i be catching up a case
Ill call them all a hoe
Right to there face
She say she a antique but i break her Vace
We be f*cking all night till i break her legs
Knees wobbling
She drop to the floor
We f*ck in the bathroom
Bedroom and in the corridor
Leave that bitch wanting more
F*ck her than its time to go
Run for the door, you already know
Theres no need for me to stay
And you thought i would stay
But bitch thats childs play
Now its time for me to hit the road
Put my coat on and go home
Brought my strap just in case
Just if i ran into some shit on the way
Smoke weed on national holidays
Thats includes halloween
Thanksgiving
The date of my birth and christmas day
DEVIL RAP
The devil spitting fire
This shit is dier
Ill give you what you most desire
Sit back and make the world spin
Peel off peoples skin
With the wildest grin
I am the original sin
Watch people cry and wine
Be sure not to cross the red line
The fire is coming to get you
Use you intestines as strings for my Guitar
And give them a fine tune
Hit you over the head with a ladder
Watch the blood splatter
I am a real nigga
I will pull the trigga
I will cut and rip you open like a bag of Chips And watch your skin split
Makin money just enough to get rich
I aint no bitch
And i dont give a f*ck about your sitch-u-Ation
I fall to destruction
I create the infection
Head to the oblivion
What if I kill you nigga you be dead
Gun down bullets flying through your Head
Writer: YUNG N8IV
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid