ka havinn - grave (feat. prodbydeuxe) Lyrics

Yeah, uh, yo
That's him
That's him

Yeah, yeah, uh-huh
Uh, yeah, yeah, uh, yo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Consistently sippin' on lean

I run this shit up, yeah, I'm stackin' my green
I throw back a perk, I don't f*ck with no bean
You ain't gettin' no money, you ain't part of the team
My palms be itchy, you can call me a fiend for the money

Came from the bottom, sellin' bows of that onion
Stackin' my chips ian talm bout no funyuns
6.4 hawk em down we ain't talm bout no bunnies
Yo, uh, uh, yo

WTD, be that gang
You try to run up, you get hit with a flame twin just copped , new Draco you play with the gang
Gon' let that bitch sing

These pills got me goin' insane
I'm tryin' to get rich, a cop, Bentley Mulsane
Got a brand new Glock on my hip
You speak with my name, I'ma up off the rip

Yeah, I'm known to make shit flip
I got to dumping and made the car flip
Yeah, they scared to come outside
I ain't workin' no job, I ain't boxin' no fries

Got a green beam on my 9
And when he see me, he be duckin' and hidin'
These niggas really be duckin' and dodgin'
That shit crazy

Brand new G19, I ain't leavin' no witness
I'm clearin' the scene
I ain't gettin' no sleep off the bean
I've been takin' the drugs, yeah, they call me a fiend

I really be sippin' on lean
Cant f*ck with fake perks ,what the f*ck do you mean
That ain't your bitch, she f*ckin' the gang
He mad bout the hoe, hit his ass with that flame

That f*ck nigga thought that this shit was a game
Put his ass 6 feet , yeah, deep in that grave