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makaveli - greyscale4l lyrics

[verse 1: tray sav]

(c*muney) aye (blvckxmike in this b*tch) b*tch
i just need a deuce of wok hard i need a four trey
got yo b*tch up at the ‘bnb sent that b*tch a lyft
boy i heard you ain’t up in your bag you better get a grip
stars in the roof huh this b*tch look like a sp*ce ship
baby what you need little bertster he got you
she said she want steak and calamari took her ass to benihana
these b*tches be begging i just f*cked your best friend
only tote the glock and switches i don’t like them fns
i just caught a body dripped in off*white
glock got a beam, got a switch and it got a light
huh, doggy where you going
don’t run from mе
i’m busy with that catch a body come for me (b*tch)
[verse 2: tray sav]

b*tch i live that thug lifе feel like makaveli
we pull up skrt skrt grrt grrt come shoot the whole crowd
chrome heart timberlands k!llers bouncing out of mini vans
when i go on tour i swear to god b*tch i ain’t riding in sprinter vans
moving out in bompton with pirus might pull them ms b*tch
i’m bl**dy i’m shiesty them b*tch n*ggas know not to play with me
we been smoking dead opps right out of marleys don’t smoke no backwoods
yeah that fat n*gga a rapper you know it’s cap you know it sound good
opps steady dying we up like thirty homicides
they ain’t get no get back them n*ggas lucked up them n*ggas hiding
p*ssy drop it low n*gga come outside fifty*six days fifty*six nights b*tch we could ride
we could bring the bity out see who really bl**dy
we could bring the bity out we see who really cuttin’

[verse 3: 1300gb*tta]

aye aye ever since your opps got k!lled i didn’t know how to feel
i been off that dope sippin’ yak poppin’ h*lla pills
they say “b*tta get out the streets you don’t know how to chill”
why you ain’t tryna get up on that beat and make a couple mil
man sh*t we gotta eat that sh*t sound like a deal
brodie died so it’s homicide n*ggas know how it is
no regrets taking back sh*t cause that’s just how i live
why you acting high off that perky and it ain’t even real
why the f*ck you acting like you active never did a drill
all that cappin’ in your raps man that sh*t ain’t trill
all of that d*ck riding the opps could get you a couple years
or get you put away from yo momma have her shedding tears

- greyscale4l lyrics

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