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grimey talk - marr4tf lyrics

[intro]
yea b*tch you know this sh*t* mhh you know gang forever n*gga you know f.o.d all the opp’s get ah closed case ( yeaa )

[verse 1]
hot head with that glizzy don’t give ah f*ck just let it blow lil n*gga youngin from the 4 that’s where i grew ah lil reckless n*gga remember i was 9 that was the first time that i ever held ah pistol every since then been fascinated tryna blow ah n*gga, dangerous with that bl!cky in broad day i’ll face ah n*gga family full of drillers i was raised to be ah grimey n*gga i get ah rush when i shoot b*tch that k!lling sh*t what made ah n*gga, put em’ on the news watch his momma cry yеa ima real gravedigger applying prеssure with that glizzy tryna slump me ah n*gga ( uh ) ah n*gga mad typing in all caps cool down b*tch n*gga, n*gga ain’t never gave me sh*t ima self made ass n*gga im in my bag by myself ima young paid lil n*gga, lift ah n*gga cap up like ah wig on ah b*tch head dissed all on my brother bro nem’ saw em’ made em’ drop dead if i want em’ ima get em’ p*ssy i won’t even drop bread you either with us or against us p*ssy b*tch that’s how we gon’ play it

[ uh*yea, you know b*tch f.o.d n*gga you know gyn, pbk n*gga yea b*tch f*ck all outsiders n*gga all the opp’s get ah closed case ]

[verse 2]
all my people’s telling me to chill no lie i can’t, happy when i shoot fell in love with the drac heard he yapping on the gram make this b*tch eat his face f*cked em’ up no face uh named it closed case (b*tch), seen my brother die that’s why i am how i am dark inside i ah never ever heal n*gga f*cked up in the head i seen ah couple n*ggas get k!lled n*gga uh smoke that sh*t away cause my b*tch keep me from them pill’s n*gga, ima hot n*gga wicked with the glizzy tryna fry ah n*gga even in cold weather hop out with them hot ones tryna melt ah n*gga.. told on his bro’s couldn’t sit and do the time loud mouth ass n*gga, shot and ran over closed case cremated ass n*gga they still asking who is goon? im the sickest lil n*gga straight from the 4 with my bro’s ah bunch of grimey ass n*ggas, don’t get me wrong i still hang with my slimy ass n*ggas for me uh huh they ah backdoor ah n*gga

[outro]
like ah vape i ah make ah n*gga lungs collapse catch em’ at the light spray the car leave his head in his lap wanna call off beef after dissin’ i ain’t hearing nun of that, said he gon’ k!ll me den he died i guess he ain’t think bout that

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