Agenda Grafh (Ft. Royce Da 5'9")

[Intro: Grafh]
Yeah
Y-y-y-yeah, ay (ay)
Ay, ay, ay (ay)
What up? My name Grafh, hoe (boom!)
Me and Green in the stu' right now
Smokin' some of the finest
Y'nah mean?

[Verse 1: Grafh]
I'm back with the spirit of Nipsey
Take a brick and I scissored it crispy (hot)
Silencer on the nickel got it whistlin' Dixie
My soul got soul, my spirit is drippin' in whiskey
Your soul on sale, I could buy it (uh)
I got drugs for sale, you could try it
All that sleep and you still look tired (ha)
I don't care 'bout your rap sheet, you look wired
Fuck all the perjury, y'all should go ring the alarm for the burglary
I'm on a long murder spree
Y'all should be urgently callin' emergency
This open-heart surgery, your blood spillin' over, dark burgundy
All the flippin' over the raw perfectly
Done created enough crack babies to open a small nursery
Drop the top on the Range Rover, then park vertically (skrrt!)
I break most of the law first degree
I came throwin' a dart to break open the art surgically
My chain glow in the dark, certainly, baby, bling (bling!)
I'm fly, but I'm from the gutter
I date project bitches that'll jump your mother (heh)
Come for supper, all we servin' is guns and butter
I'm with the smoke up above the muffler, fucker
Chea