Gravesite

Lyrics

[idontknowjeffery] I'm right in the front I don't stand in the background The Glock on my hip, I'm not passing a pat-down Like Venus, Serena I'm pulling them racks out My foot on they neck and I'm making them tap out If somebody press me I'm beating the crap out 'em If somebody press me I'm beating the shit out 'em Nigga got made 'cause I hit a lick without him Yeah I'm right in the front I don't stand in the background The Glock on my hip, I'm not passing a pat-down Like Venus, Serena I'm pulling them racks out My foot on they neck and I'm making them tap out If somebody press me I'm beating the crap out 'еm If somebody press me I'm bеating the shit out 'em Bitch got mad 'cause I fucked a bitch without her [Xavier Wulf] I pull up, you duckin', you making me laugh I heard he was broke, he be running from tabs All of my niggas got money for grabs We enter the club they run from the back Pull up, I'm screamin' "it ain't nun of that" And don't get it twisted I shoot at ya plaque All them lil niggas know better than that I'm sipping on Yac while I spoke on a flat I'm irritated 'cause where was he at? When I pull up he try to squeeze through the back She feel like I don't love her like that I could see how she could come up with that I don't see how you be dealing with that If he thinking he tough, I'll be dealing with that I'm on the map like wherever you at... Strapped [idontknowjeffery] I'm pulling the trigger he pulling his hamstring I'm getting this money I'm doing my damn thing The money keep calling every time that the phone ring Niggas ain't fucking with none of the home team Bitch got a daughter I bought her a pony Mix up the beat like Baloney , yo Passing the Glock 45 to my homie I need to go turn myself in in the morning I turn myself in in the morning I wake up Turn off the lights and I fuck up her makeup Getting this money, I'm keeping my paystubs Get me a check and take that to the shake junct Take that to the ass club I dump at police now they calling for backup Upping the Glock and I shot at the bastard He ran from the glizzy the bullets was faster Pretend like I love her, I could be an actor Pretend like I love her, I could be in movies Beat the pussy up that's animal cruelty Caught me some shrooms and I'm making a smoothie ...and I'm doing it smoothly Pick up a thot and we sipping on Truly's I'm making this money you making excuses ...keep making excuses Upping the Glock I'm a shoot at some losers Say what you want I'm not clearing now rumors Thousand on shoes I'm not wearing no Pumas Shoot at his head I just gave him a tumor He might die tomorrow he need to die sooner Murk me a nigga pull up to the funeral Murk me a nigga pull up to the gravesite Creep on the opps, I pull up on the late night I po' up the lemonade, my nigga I hate Sprite I just went left on a bitch cause I ain't right Finna go slide on the opps tell 'em "hang tight" Tell them niggas "hang on" Choppa be singing the same song Wake up in the morning break up with a redbone Put my pants on then head home I dumped on the opps now I'm leaving the __ Bought me a glizzy I shoot at your dandruff Question 'bout Jeffery don't give her no answers Shitting on niggas I'm losing my manners Shitting on niggas I'm losing my manners I lower my standards, I pull up with hammers