Grabba Leaf

[Hook]
Fo' grams stuffed in a grabba leaf
Nigga I'm the man, you can fuckin' see
I got gaffles bussin' out my pocket
I shot straight to the top like a rocket

[?] on my neck and wrist, you can tell I'm it
I got old cougar bitches with me and they real thicc
I'm the man ho, go ask your mans ho
I use to front him packs, in front the corner store

[Verse]
I'm a real big dawg nigga, you a fuckin' poodle
I got choppas on deck, my partna hit you with the uzi
Kill TEC on deck, came with a cooler
I'm the motherfuckin giant in my hood, I move some-

Get a nigga whacked, amen, I got bands ho
Givenchy for the kick, jean suit- two grand ho
Real trappa on the daily, bitch you know I'm blowing cho
Money ain't a thang, I go spend it then I get some mo
Once I point the choppa, Imma hit him
I ain't playin, pussy

I'm greasin up the sticks
When I hit it I won't miss
I'm a kryptonite shooter, since he think he Clark Kent
Oh you Superman? I got something- stop his whole life span

[Hook]
Fo' grams stuffed in a grabba leaf
Nigga I'm the man, you can fuckin' see
I got gaffles bussin' out my pocket
I shot straight to the top like a rocket

[?] on my neck and wrist, you can tell I'm it
I got old cougar bitches with me and they real thicc
I'm the man ho, go ask your mans ho
I use to front him packs, in front the corner store

[Verse]
So they wave they white flags
Check the score and we can brag
Another man down, the choppa rearrange his brave racks
I know your thoughts out your mouth, gunplay gunplay
I'm on that bullshit I ain't lyin

I put that on my twelve [?] and all my sticks I got at the house
You bring me out'chere, it's up, I ain't playin with ya dawg
I'm tryna pin you to the pavement, [?]
I walk down the hazard tint

Don't play with me boy, I'm not a rookie
I'm a rifle slanga', these bullets in this bitch cooked him
Coulda been faster, he coulda shook it
He look back, knocked his grill crooked
448s what I spin to get niggas smushed
Smooth operator boy you dealin with a big crook

I'm livin what I talk so don't test me and try to challenge this
It ain't fair to die and leave your family over a rap diss
Insurance ain't paid, niggas thuggin, and they broke as shit

[Hook]
Fo' grams stuffed in a grabba leaf
Nigga I'm the man, you can fuckin' see
I got gaffles bussin' out my pocket
I shot straight to the top like a rocket

[?] on my neck and wrist, you can tell I'm it
I got old cougar bitches with me and they real thicc
I'm the man ho, go ask your mans ho
I use to front him packs, in front the corner store