GRAVE is the second track off Lil Gnar’s first mixtape, GNAR LiF3 it features Pennsylvania rapper Lil Skies on the chorus and first verse.
This marks the second time Gnar has collaborated with Skies. The first being Gnar’s breakout single “Drop top Benz” which is also featured on the Gnar Life tape
[Intro: Lil Skies & GNAR]
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Nigga try us, we gon' put him in his grave (Yeah, yeah)
We gon' put him in his grave (Fire like a dragon, niggas know)
[Chorus: GNAR & Lil Skies]
Issa knife like 21, my mama raised a savage
Pull up in the 'Rari with the fire like dragon
Gang move like the cartel, it fuck around, get tragic
What happenin'?
Phone call your mama, she gon' come collect your casket
Ooh!
We gon' put him in his grave (Shit!)
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
Gave me good top in the Range
[Verse 1: Lil Skies]
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 fucked your bitch, then gave her back
You hit her phone like, "Where you at?"
I got her creeping through your backdoor, ayy (Backdoor)
I 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' nigga, why you breathin'?
[Chorus: GNAR & Lil Skies]
Issa knife like 21, my mama raised a savage
Pull up in the 'Rari with the fire like dragon
Gang move like the cartel, it fuck around, get tragic
What happenin'?
Phone call your mama, she gon' come collect your casket
Ooh!
We gon' put him in his grave (Shit!)
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
Gave me good top in the Range
[Verse 2: GNAR]
Gnarly mentality
Put your lil' bitch on salary
Make her cut back on calories, ayy
Feel the rage, you can see it in my whole face
VV's shining and they looking like some sunrays
Slap a pussy nigga if he start talkin' crazy
Slap a lil' nigga if he start talkin' brazy
Collect the pain while I'm going through these changes
I got bands now, now I'm gettin' a lil' famous
Bust it open for me and I catch it all on camera
Don't even remember, think lil' mama name was Pamela
When I die, bury me a legend, all I really want
When I die, bury me a legend, all I really want
[Chorus: GNAR & Lil Skies]
Issa knife like 21, my mama raised a savage
Pull up in the 'Rari with the fire like dragon
Gang move like the cartel, it fuck around, get tragic
What happenin'?
Phone call your mama, she gon' come collect your casket
Ooh!
We gon' put him in his grave (Shit!)
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
Gave me good top in the Range
GRAVE was written by Mike Lohmeier & Andrew Hogan & Mac Sutphin & TM88 & E. Dan (Producer) & JordanXL & Lil Skies & Lil Gnar & Bobby Wooten III.
GRAVE was produced by 1Mind & JordanXL & E. Dan (Producer) & TM88.
Niggas really be kickin it, like I don’t know. It happened so naturally. I wouldn’t even know how to describe it. We was kickin it before. I feel like I wasn’t even rappin too crazy, really. Like I was makin music but I wasn’t even really a rapper like that when we first started kickin it. I been do...
Some kid at some show pulled up to me and my homie, Jerm. Pulled up on us like “Yo, I’m a big fan. Can I get a picture bro?” He bought us drinks at the bar, all that. I’m like “Sure, I fuck with all my fans.” Take a picture. He took a video. Posted it online, turned the sound off and cut it to two s...
Gnar came up with that part, like “Issa knife like 21, my mama raised a savage.” When he was sayin this shit, I’m in the back, I was just doing, like ad-libs, and I just put it on the mic. We did that, he did his part. Laid it. I was like “Alright, I'ma do this.” Then boom, I just did my verse.
Niggas try to rob me and shit. Then that’s just how I was feelin at the time. I called Gnar and shit, and we is talkin bout it, and you know that’s my man’s, whatever. We just said “Fuck it.” We was in the studio and that was my mood. I was like “Fuck it, I got somethin to talk about. ” I was like “...