Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song CELESTIAL, artist - Graveheart. Date of issue: 29.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
CELESTIAL |
| She gon' ride for me she gon' die for me |
| Hit the twin turbo jets we moving violently |
| We gon' ride, to the otherside |
| She gon' ride for me she gon' die for me |
| Hit the twin turbo jets we moving violently |
| We gon' ride, to the otherside |
| Two twin shawty’s and they roll with us (roll with us) |
| Venom at its height gotta feel the pulse (feel the pulse) |
| Four five zombies don’t know who to trust (who do you trust?) |
| Addicted to the highs is it love or lust |
| Hitting back to backs thn we’re closing down the gats |
| Got my back against the wall can’t be affording no mistakes |
| Two sixes on the roll can’t be rollin' with the snakes |
| Twenty-eight times had to put em in the grave |
| Stay coming with different commas |
| Y’all looking like lizard, iguanas |
| Don’t do no snake shit, this grave shit |
| Motherfuck anacondas, 2−8 stay with me |
| Get paid with me, we winning |
| Y’all know that blatantly |
| Been in our bag since eighteen |
| Twelve car garage with eight beams |
| Manifest dreams, I blessed that |
| Heart blue cardiac arrest that |
| Hop in the Audi and go |
| We put rubber to the road |
| Acclimated to the highs |
| We done navigated through the lows |
| I thought I told you on CASTLE |
| My bro’s stayed down like ten toes |
| She gon' ride for me she gon' die for me |
| We gon' ride, to the otherside |
| Pop one molly cause we’re never moving slow |
| Headed to Euphoria, story to be told (FLAIR) |
| Me and the tribe made it to this side |
| We don’t give a fuck about your feelings (Shit) |
| Hand me the dirt I’ma flip it (Ohhh) |
| Bridging the gap between me and the vision |
| Made for the cold our stories were told |
| It’s Moncler through the seasons |
| Shallow hearts in foreign cars |
| We’re swimming through the deep end (Switch) |
| How we came from the pain |
| How we cut through the grain |
| Forty deep in the Maine |
| Yeah we came a long way |
| Winter nights on the road |
| We’ve been keeping it low |
| Putting on a disguise |
| If you know then you know |
| We hot, you know probably not |
| From B-C to T-dot |
| Energy up we out |
| Got my brodie right beside me |
| 28 GRAVES look super slimey |
| Do what I do kicks got consignment |
| We outta pocket our stars aligning |
| Ridin' the rover I’m dodging the cobras |
| Steady been grinding so fuck a promoter |
| Open a zip then let out the odour |
| They want the smoke they smoking boulders |
| You know I do it with all of my passion |
| Adding my brothers I’m never subtracting |
| All of the money come out of the mattress |
| Zone with the brodie through all of the madness |