[Intro: Lil Skies]
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n***a try us, we gon' put him in his grave
We gon' put him in his grave
[Chorus: Lil Gnar]
Issa knife like 21, my mama raised a savage
Pull up in the 'Rari with the fye' like dragon
[?] like the car, tell it f** around, get tragic
What happenin'?
Someone call your mama, she gon' come collect your casket
[Verse: Lil Skies]
Ooh!
We gon' put 'em in his grave (sh**!)
Closed casket, no case
I'ma hide my face
My bullets shoot with pain
Tell her fall back, I need space
We ahead of them in this race
Gimme' good top in the Range
Woah, did 180 up on the dash (dash)
I count it up like it's math (math)
I ball hard like I'm Steve Nash, woah (Nash)
I f**ed your b**h, then gave her back
You hit her phone like, "where you at?"
I got her creeping through your backdoor, ayy, ayy (backdoor)
Got VVS on my teeth (my teeth)
I'ma ride or die for my team
My diamonds shine, I might lean
My coupe came with wings
You're a broke boy who fiends
I'ma take 'em out when I see 'em
You a hatin' n***a, why you breathin'?
[Chorus: Lil Gnar]
Issa knife like 21, my mama raised a savage
Pull up in the 'Rari with the fye' like dragon
[?] like the car, tell it f** around, get tragic
What happenin'?
Someone call your mama, she gon' come collect your casket
[Verse 2: Lil Gnar]
My new mentality
Put your lil' b**h on celery
Made her cut back on calories, ay
Feel the rage, you can see it in my whole face
VV's shining, and they looking like some sun rays