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

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