Grapevine

[Chorus]
They say they gon take my soul I hear it through the grapevine
50 hats a year back to back opps know we stay with iron
I keep poles I can't end up on dateline
I'ma take a soul lowkey wish they would take mine
Up it on every car pull on side me and that's facts
RIP 6ando but they can't do me like that
Smokin foulout we all know that boy a rat
Can't go like Jordy getting off percs I feel like an addict

[Verse]
Can't go like Jordy I can't overdose end up in a casket
I miss my dawg if you diss him get hit with automatic
He wasn't even in that field he should've been shooting baskets
But we caught him in traffic
Up that stick let him have it
I got a million in this stolo car I might crash it
I got a M249 in the passenger it could get tragic
If ain't with me you ain't safe make the wrong move I'ma blast it
If I want it I get it you know I'ma have it
I'ma spin it again like a gambling addict
Buy hats by the 10s we gon add it
Fuck a Grammy BSN really winning where it matters
113 + 9 = some mad hatters
I see em I’ma step, don’t care what comes after
I got hella caskets in my attic
Saudi garage, it’s about time I copped the Aston
Put Mass on the chain, I’m a fucking rich bastard
He said he gon' get at me let’s see who do it faster
Made it from the concrete, I'm from the plaster
She said I'm a Turkish Delight, she gon eat me like a platter
Had to drop the double cup fucking up my bladder
Fuck yo mans, heard he got knocked out by a faggot
Why he tryna bump with me, he not even a factor
I invest in the trenches, get you whacked on the backend

[Chorus]
They say they gon take my soul I hear it through the grapevine
50 hats a year back to back opps know we stay with iron
I keep poles I can't end up on dateline
I'ma take a soul lowkey wish they would take mine
Up it on every car pull on side me and that's facts
RIP 6ando but they can't do me like that
Smokin foulout we all know that boy a rat
Can't go like Jordy getting off percs I feel like an addict