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y2 - graa graa lyrics
whoever want smoke
5 g’s in a ghost
it’s lookin like wifi
i keep a lil haitian these n_ggas hatin
say it like sak pa
i’m coming with base
put one in the air
they know that i pop fly
just running these plays
i’m not from the h but i need it chop chop
back street with the gang that choppa don’t sang
tell yo baby bye bye
what more can i say b_tch i’m still the wave
you n_ggas gone wipe out
you all in the way that la macarena have yo ass cha cha
some sh_t never change
still sipping that paint don’t f_ck with no vodka
beef on yo mind lady gaga
hop out that b_tch and go graa graa
keep a lil shottah like wa gwan
all in yo window lil pop lock
promethazine ain’t no matcha
these n_ggas op get a autopsy
beat that sh_t i think i’m arza
come with that smoke like it’s za za
say yo goodbye n_gga ta ta
i keep it melo likе lala
ain’t talking money no habla
wet up yo sh_t this the car wash
hit for that notе like a opera
black but i’m whippin that blanca
shots in this b_tch like it’s gaza
ain’t gon here nothing but graa graa
chain on me fresh out the agua
yo b_tch call me ja ja
tre k for the song
don’t come at me wrong or make em say ah ah
that b_tch ain’t f_cking then blah blah
i call a lil thot thot
that chicken strip for the popeyes
i am the sauce and the pasta
stay in that box like i’m paquio
pull up all black not a swat car
it’s why i still mob on the south side
i need that chip like a salsa
n_ggas still trapping in casa
only the fam and la rasa
diamonds on me not the plata
my sh_t go up like it’s nasa
came with that laser chewbacca
flame on looking like flocka
i’m k!lling these hoes
i’m bout to put suicide doors on the tesla
these n_ggas ain’t mob
these n_ggas all fraud i swear they imposter
that fish on the scale that sh_t lookin stale
i’m cookin with basa
b_tch on my hip that’s a graa graa
broke n_ggas still on the sideline
i just put purp in a shasta
yo b_tch sweat me like a locker
gun in yo face now you c_ck eyed
i’m still the sh_t like a toddler
luis don’t f_ck wit no zara
always ride round with that choppa
my n_gga crooked like swastika
graa graa
gotta keep it silent keep one on the body
you know that he solid
graa graa
young n_gga wildin but don’t talk about it
you know that he solid
graa graa
gotta keep it poppin
take one any problem
you know that he solid
graa graa
young n_gga wildin but still out chere mobbin
you know that he solid
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