
HOLDMYOWN! GRAVE 718
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[Intro: Grave 718]
These bitches wan' blow up my cellular
What on my waist bitch I feel like a wrestler, aye
We movin' so hot, it's irregular
Run down on him yeah he feeling the temperature, aye
Y'all can't compete with the heat that i bring to the streets so y'all just fucking tweet 'bout me
And nah I ain't talking bout these hoes OD'ing but i know ya girl always tweak 'bout me
The choppa gon' eat like a feast
Peeped Mason Margelia his feet
He said he gon' kill me I doubt it
Bitch I’ll spill his blood on his team
Like bitch what the fuck do you mean?
I'm waiting outside with the beam
Please do not scream
I just need to let off some steam
Let that shit off at your face
Imma laugh while he-
[Verse 1: Grave 718]
These bitches wan' blow up my cellular
What on my waist bitch I feel like a wrestler, aye
We movin' so hot, it's irregular
Run down on him yeah he feeling the temperature, aye
Y'all can't compete with the heat that i bring to the streets so y'all just fucking tweet 'bout me
And nah I ain't talking bout these hoes OD'ing but i know ya girl always tweak 'bout me
The choppa gon' eat like a feast
Peeped Mason Margelia his feet
He said he gon' kill me I doubt it
Bitch I’ll spill his blood on his team
Like bitch what the fuck do you mean?
I'm waiting outside with the beam
Please do not scream
I just need to let off some steam
Let that shit off at your face
Imma laugh while he bleed
These bitches wan' blow up my cellular
What on my waist bitch I feel like a wrestler, aye
We movin' so hot, it's irregular
Run down on him yeah he feeling the temperature, aye
Y'all can't compete with the heat that i bring to the streets so y'all just fucking tweet 'bout me
And nah I ain't talking bout these hoes OD'ing but i know ya girl always tweak 'bout me
The choppa gon' eat like a feast
Peeped Mason Margelia his feet
He said he gon' kill me I doubt it
Bitch I’ll spill his blood on his team
Like bitch what the fuck do you mean?
I'm waiting outside with the beam
Please do not scream
I just need to let off some steam
Let that shit off at your face
Imma laugh while he-
[Verse 1: Grave 718]
These bitches wan' blow up my cellular
What on my waist bitch I feel like a wrestler, aye
We movin' so hot, it's irregular
Run down on him yeah he feeling the temperature, aye
Y'all can't compete with the heat that i bring to the streets so y'all just fucking tweet 'bout me
And nah I ain't talking bout these hoes OD'ing but i know ya girl always tweak 'bout me
The choppa gon' eat like a feast
Peeped Mason Margelia his feet
He said he gon' kill me I doubt it
Bitch I’ll spill his blood on his team
Like bitch what the fuck do you mean?
I'm waiting outside with the beam
Please do not scream
I just need to let off some steam
Let that shit off at your face
Imma laugh while he bleed
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