Lyrics GRATATA - Keshore

GRATATA

I see you standing nigga
You got no legs too?
Fuck that shit nigga
Stand up if you ain’t got no fucking legs nigga
If you ain’t got shit to say nigga don’t say it
No nigga, but if you talking shit then stand up niggee
See yo' grandma walking down the street
I had to steal her crutches
How you cap on your mans before yo moms?
I’m very ashamed
I know your girl, dirty pussy
By the way, you inflamed
My mama told me lil' Ki', if he talk take his neck
Like bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah, uh
Click reload like
Gratatata, uh
Come for our gang you get
Knock knock knock knocked
If you a real fucking nigga
Press those goofie ass ops
Put them hands up
Woke up today
Like Kiki who you finna' fuck up?
Bank is my BITCH
I’m really bout to fuck a check up
Walked into Walgreens
Like I need all of y’all hand soaps
Wash all my sins
I got of list of ops to fuck up
Shhhh
Keep that shit on the down low
Illegal loading torrents
For butcher knifes and some gates codes
Don’t hide your kids
Hide yourself
I’m at your gate bro
Love and all that shit does go far until you cross me
I don' like that
If yo' mama taught you manners
Then you wouldn’t have to talk back, uh
That’s some backlash
You the type of person to walk in a park and flash pass
Weird ass nigga, you act like I can’t pop back
Like bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah, uh
Click reload like
Gratatata, uh
Come for our gang you get
Knock knock knock knocked
If you a real fucking nigga
Press those goofie ass ops
Like bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah, uh
Click reload like
Gratatata, uh
Come for my gang you get
Knock knock knock knocked
If you a real fucking nigga
Press those goofie ass ops
Put them hands up
Lay that shit out
Put yo hands up
Lay that shit out
Put yo hands up
Lay that shit out
Put yo hands up
Lay that shit out
Only thinking bout' my demons
I don' really fuck wit' niggas
I’ve been trying to feed my family
Since my talents gave me bands
I’m a Shea butter baby
Like Chiquita
Das' my fucking nigga
Outlaw one star
I’m a cowboy seeking Bebop
Tenchi Muyo!
In a harem
Only beef talk
Half y’all niggas vegan
GMO’s got you weak
Stop
Soul reaper nigga
Zanpakutō
And some green Crocs
Lucky cloe'
Yeah, I be kicking till my fucking heart stops
Like bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah, uh
Click reload like
Gratatata, uh
Come for my gang you get
Knock knock knock
If you a real fucking nigga
Press those goofie ass oops
Kbaby up on some cute shit
Free my nigga Boof
Fuck a cell bitch
Yap yap yap
All I see is talk and no movement
We can really get to it
'Cause growing up if you didn’t move
Then them niggas would run shit
Came from the bottom
We grow to the top
Motherfucker we run don’t stop
Got the drop in this double cup so
Kiki leaning and I got that bop
Like bah