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gravedigger - xantana lyrics

i’m a grave digger i’m riding in a he*rs*
i can k!ll you sober, but i popped two f*ckin’ percs
i drink some f*ckin’ blood to quench my f*ckin’ thirst
b*tch i do too many drugs, yeah, i’m livin’ like a curse
if this n*gga talk brodie put him in the dirt
six feet under
yeah
and his sister wear a shirt
with his face on the front lemme get up in her skirt
nut in the b*tch’s mouth
now she slippin’ in her squirt

shooter man shooter man
imma k!ll you first
or should i stab your n*gga that f*ckin’ works
as long as i get to k!ll b*tch i don’t need no nurse
i’m a crazy ass n*gga and i got a f*ckin’ smirk
too pretty of a b*tch so i put her on a perc
talk to the devil think a n*gga out there worse
nah
imma demon
she suck the s*m*n
b*tch imma heathen
talk to the devil n*gga i see him every weekend
he asked why i k!lled that n*gga i don’t have a reason
k!lled him eat his body and i don’t forget the season
and if you try to play me n*gga you swimming in the deep end
they ask who f*ckin’ x yeah n*gga imma beacon
the last b*tch that played me i left her f*ckin’ beaten
and if a n*gga run up imma turn your ass deletion
and if a n*gga snake imma k!ll your ass for treason
yeah imma k!ll your ass for treason
i don’t need no n*gga out her mother f*ckin’ screaming
machine gun to his face now he mother f*ckin’ leakin’
all i f*cking know you gon die if you keep speaking
yeah you gon die if you keep speaking

you say my name is x
and when i’m f*ckin’ stressed
she lemme rub on her mother f*ckin’ br**sts
and lemme f*ckin’ test
if this gun is f*ckin’ blessed
yeah
it shoots the best
better wear your f*ckin’ vest
yeah
she says x babe you do it the f*ckin’ best
i pulled up to her crib yeah you know the f*ckin’ rest
want some drugs baby come here come invest
if you want a f*ckin’ line, baby say it with your chest

- xantana lyrics

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