It’s Just Music Grafh (Ft. Joe Budden)

[Intro: Grafh]
Yeah
Niggas been asking for this shit man, ahem
Go
Ha, Team Bang in this motherfucker
Joe Budden, ayy
My name Grafh, baby
Uh
See, I— I know what hip-hop need, nigga
We got it from here
Look here, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: Grafh]
Grafh got 'em
Life's a bitch with ass shots mad rotten, but I'm still back shottin'
Still back boxing in back of the trap choppin'
Off-track joggin' with the city on my back, squattin'
I'm sasquatch-ing and squashing
I beat 'em into a pizza then add toppings
I got 'em all runnin' back hopping
Faster than Joe Budden have model broads coming back blogging (Stop)
As soon as she tweets, our fuckin cab's stopping
I dead her as soon as she plug her laptop in, ugh
Ooh, boy
I got the game sewn tighter than the pants on a new boy
True story, y'all expected me to fall
I am in the building with asbestos in the walls
I'm stepping on your arms then I put my heel under
Your elbow and lean on it while I'm stepping on your palm (Snap)
Nigga, I represent New York City
The whole world in my hand like two small titties
In a two-door coupe with the roof all pretty
And my rim got my tires lookin' Snoop Dogg skinny, gone