Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song GRAVE, artist - Lil Gnar. Album song GNAR Lif3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 06.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: TenThousand Projects
Song language: English
GRAVE |
| Issa knife like 21, my mama raised a savage |
| Pull up in the 'Rari with the fire like dragon |
| And we like the car tinted, fuck around, get tragic |
| What happenin'? |
| Someone call your mama, she gon' come collect your casket |
| Ooh! |
| We gon' put him in his grave (Shit!) |
| Closed casket, no case |
| I’ma hide my face |
| My bullets shoot with pain |
| Tell her fall back, I need space |
| We ahead of them in this race |
| Give me good top in the Range |
| Woah, did 180 up on the dash (Dash) |
| I count it up like it’s math (Math) |
| I ball hard like I’m Steve Nash, woah (Nash) |
| I fucked your bitch, then gave her back |
| You hit her phone like, «Where you at?» |
| I got her creeping through your backdoor, ayy (Backdoor) |
| I got VVS on my teeth (My teeth) |
| I’ma ride or die for my team |
| My diamonds shine, I might lean |
| My coupe came with wings |
| You’re a broke boy who fiends |
| I’ma take 'em out when I see 'em |
| You a hatin' nigga, why you breathin'? |
| Issa knife like 21, my mama raised a savage |
| Pull up in the 'Rari with the fire like dragon |
| And we like the car tinted, fuck around, get tragic |
| What happenin'? |
| Someone call your mama, she gon' come collect your casket |
| Ooh! |
| We gon' put him in his grave (Shit!) |
| Closed casket, no case |
| I’ma hide my face |
| My bullets shoot with pain |
| Tell her fall back, I need space |
| We ahead of them in this race |
| Give me good top in the Range |
| Gnarly mentality |
| Put your lil' bitch on salary |
| Made her cut back on calories, ayy |
| Feel the rage, you can see it in my whole face |
| VV’s shining, and they looking like some sun rays |
| Slap a pussy nigga if he start talkin' crazy |
| Slap a lil' nigga if he start talkin' brazy |
| Collect the pain while I’m going through these changes |
| I got bands now, now I’m gettin' a lil' famous |
| Bust it open for me and I catch it all on camera |
| Don’t even remember, think lil' mama name was Pamela |
| When I die, bury me a legend, all I really want |
| When I die, bury me a legend, all I really want |
| Issa knife like 21, my mama raised a savage |
| Pull up in the 'Rari with the fire like dragon |
| And we like the car tinted, fuck around, get tragic |
| What happenin'? |
| Someone call your mama, she gon' come collect your casket |
| Ooh! |
| We gon' put him in his grave (Shit!) |
| Closed casket, no case |
| I’ma hide my face |
| My bullets shoot with pain |
| Tell her fall back, I need space |
| We ahead of them in this race |
| Give me good top in the Range |