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HXTSPXT - grave sight Lyrics



HXTSPXT - grave sight Lyrics
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Sharpen the blade of my knife
Take his face off
Choppas and harley's
I ride w a chainsaw
Takin the pen to the back til the day gone
Hit em in the jaw
Make him look like a bake off
No tunnel vision bitch i got grave site
Pull out the yadda
Suppressor on lead pipe
He a bitch
Came from the grape vine
No clock on me bitch i cant make time
Hxtspxt grab a glock get a scope
Ghosty gon see em and murder she wrote
Put yo name on a grave and a stone
Jolly roger flag on a tank and a boat
Got his fit pic back hefty bag full of bones
45 go click clack stoppin to smoke
Dual mags don't mismatch
Got my hand on yo chain get that shit back
Gonna ride w the gang
Get yo get back
Don't try ain't the same
Gotta pave out of the way
Now his belly full of blood
Dead homie in the roach in my blunt
Don't know comatose what it was
Burnin bread makin toast for the buzz
Gotta shank in his side now his guts
Don't pray for the gang we ain't thugs
Closet so skeletal
Smokin on medical
Bitch i blew up in year
F*ck you
Ain't hypothetical i'm on a pedestal
Bathe in the blood of your peers
F*ck you
Turn him to dust ain't bones
Pull out the ak that pussy boy froze
F*ck yo collective them pussy boy ghosts
Chargin a milli to close out the show
I got his name on tag for his toe
Blood in the tank
And a bag full of souls
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Sharpen the blade of my knife
Take his face off
Choppas and harley's
I ride w a chainsaw
Takin the pen to the back til the day gone
Hit em in the jaw
Make him look like a bake off
No tunnel vision bitch i got grave site
Pull out the yadda
Suppressor on lead pipe
He a bitch
Came from the grape vine
No clock on me bitch i cant make time
Hxtspxt grab a glock get a scope
Ghosty gon see em and murder she wrote
Put yo name on a grave and a stone
Jolly roger flag on a tank and a boat
Got his fit pic back hefty bag full of bones
45 go click clack stoppin to smoke
Dual mags don't mismatch
Got my hand on yo chain get that shit back
Gonna ride w the gang
Get yo get back
Don't try ain't the same
Gotta pave out of the way
Now his belly full of blood
Dead homie in the roach in my blunt
Don't know comatose what it was
Burnin bread makin toast for the buzz
Gotta shank in his side now his guts
Don't pray for the gang we ain't thugs
Closet so skeletal
Smokin on medical
Bitch i blew up in year
F*ck you
Ain't hypothetical i'm on a pedestal
Bathe in the blood of your peers
F*ck you
Turn him to dust ain't bones
Pull out the ak that pussy boy froze
F*ck yo collective them pussy boy ghosts
Chargin a milli to close out the show
I got his name on tag for his toe
Blood in the tank
And a bag full of souls
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