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GRAILED (Explicit) - 1nonly
Lyrics by:Nathan Fuller/Ryan Chassels/Patrick Alexander Hall
Composed by:Nathan Fuller/Ryan Chassels/Patrick Alexander Hall
Produced by:Filipe Silva de Oliveira/Dwilly
Dwilly I'm scared
I-I got I got paper in this duffel you got problems I can tell
Hope my coffin come in stuffed wit' dope and double C Chanel
I-I got seven figure sales you-you got tied up then you fell
P-Probably spent your month of rent on lunch your yearly spent on grailed
Ya-ya whole crew gon' die
My whole crew gon' slide I wish you well
Wish that you would try
W-Wanna get supplied just ring the bell
Ring the bell ring the r-ring the bell
So much paper on me ***** that you would think I'm checkin' mail
G-Gettin high smokin' 'til I leave
P-P-Push up on me pop that .9 watch me bullet feed
I think I'm late I'm checkin' that time
Private driver parkin' out front
Wantin' that pic better stand in line
Double R phantom outside
Backseat riding ridin' with stars look up
I-I got I got paper in this duffel you got problems I can tell
Hope my coffin come in stuffed wit' dope and double C Chanel
I-I got seven figure sales you-you got tied up then you fell
P-Probably spent your month of rent on lunch your yearly spent on grailed
I cannot stand a motha ***** runnin' up on me
I get it quickly we set in stone my family
Doomshop killas standin' on a silly set ya heard ya heard
Bullets like a bird they flyin' through ya ******* church
I wonder why you crying steady hatin' steady lying lying
You said you tough but yous a pussy now ya ass is fryin' fryin'
I'm loaded up I'm steady aiming at you ******* *******
I swear I love these switches pull the trigger rest in pieces
I walk the walk I talk the talk and I will prove it to ya
I'm 289 I'm 186 the Freddie make ya piss
I done a lot of **** to make it where I got like this
Dug my way from the dirt and now the Freddie's pissed
Ya run around ya hit the ground and now ya pleadin' baby
I cannot give no extra credit 'cause I'm ******* shady
I stay up in the shadows demons creeps and body's shallow
I always want the battle hear the sound the death rattle
I got paper in this duffel you got problems I can tell
Hope my coffin come in stuffed wit' dope and double C Chanel
I-I got seven figure sales you-you got tied up then you fell
P-Probably spent your month of rent on lunch your yearly spent on grailed
Dwilly I'm scared