City Morgue, Sickboyrari - Gravehop187 lyrics

[City Morgue, Sickboyrari - Gravehop187 lyrics]

Hahaha

We don't duck, ayy
(yeah, yeah) , you little fuckface (yeah
Woo) kill you first take
(yeah, yeah) , you little fuckface (yeah
Woo)
Gravehop (yeah, yeah) , gravehop (yeah, woo)
Gravehop (yeah, yeah) , gravehop (yeah, woo)
We don’t duck, ayy (What's up?)
You little fuckface (What's up?)
Kill you first take (What’s up?)
You little fuckface (What's up?)
Gravehop (What's up?) , gravehop (What's up?)
Gravehop (What's up?) , gravehop (What's up?)

I believe that you niggas is my seed
That's a real fact (Okay)
Leave before trigger hit delete
That's a real fact (Huh?)
Mouse in a mousetrap
(yeah) , bear in a bear trap (yeah)
Run in, you can’t hear that
(yeah) , snap in the welcome mat
Spray with the Ajax
(Okay, okay) , Z make the K clap (What’s up)
Morgue do not play that
(Haha) , had to catch a stray rat (Huh?)
Y'all niggas bluffin’, ain't bangin' (What?)
All you niggas playin', bitch I’m dangerous
I threw skulls and I changed up

Scarred hands on my wrist
Scarred hands on my click (yeah)
Thirty mag max fit, infrared beam, bitch
(yeah) bitch, I'm cold, done, dead
Big fire to your head (yeah)
Big fire to your chest
Armed with bulletproof vest (yeah)
Bitch, you know how we rock, nigga
Shots up top (Top)
Nigga, shots at your thot, grave set
Gravehop (yeah)
Cuffin' big band knots
We ain't cuffin' no thots (yeah)
Hit a stain on your block
Hit a stain on an opp

We don't duck, ayy
(yeah, yeah) , you little fuckface (yeah
Woo) kill you first take
(yeah, yeah) , you little fuckface (yeah
Woo)
Gravehop (yeah, yeah) , gravehop (yeah, woo)
Gravehop (yeah, yeah) , gravehop (yeah, woo, Mula)

Bodies droppin' after June
(Blaow) , stick like a half a broom (Blaow)
Catch you in the afternoon
(Bitch) , buck fifty
That's a half a moon (Fuck outta here)
Since the fuckin' classroom
(Mula) , gun in the bathroom (Grrah)
Bitch suckin' on my nut
Like a fuckin' cashew sleezy in the party
(Mula) , Lamborghini and the 'Rari
No bikini on the Barbie
(Bitch) , throw a beanie in Bacardi (Bitch)
Bitch, you ain't tryin' that front
Your mom's dyin' ass (Bitch)
Automatic shotgun, had that shit slidin' back
(Blaow) pussy, we ain't hidin' that
(Rrah) , clip just be firin' back (Rrah)
Take your favorite rapper chain
Make the nigga buy it back (Give me that)
Salute me, just pay homage or shoot me
(Blaow)
Catch a body, rap about it like Gucci (Blaow)
Fuck around, turn your body to sushi (Mula)

We don't duck, ayy
(yeah, yeah) , you little fuckface (yeah
Woo) kill you first take
(yeah, yeah) , you little fuckface (yeah
Woo)
Gravehop (yeah, yeah) , gravehop (yeah, woo)
Gravehop (yeah, yeah) , gravehop (yeah, woo)
We don't duck, ayy (What's up?)
You little fuckface (What's up?)
Kill you first take (What's up?)
You little fuckface (What's up?)
Gravehop (What's up?) , gravehop (What's up?)
Gravehop (What's up?) , gravehop (What's up?)

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