GRAVE.WAV

[Intro]
Damn lil shorty imma bout to pass out
Damn lil shorty imma bout to cash out

[Verse 1]
Swervin up in this beamer I might drive straight into traffic
Damn that shit so tragic, damn you know i'm causin havoc
Im a problem, they plottin, im watching
I'm poppin these bills out my pocket
Vanish straight into the ether i'm summoning demons and all sorts of creatures
Feelin like i'm dahmer imma eat your heart out
Eat ya bitch out, take her out to lunch now
They be like why you flexin so hard damn
Ya bitch sucked me off in my wtap vans
Pussy gon run his damn mouth
This shit about to go south
You know what i'm about
Fuckin that ho in your house
Gothed up, feelin like manson
Praying to the devil for a god damn mansion
Yeah you know i'm bout that action ay
You you know I rock high fashion ay
I'm on my own wave, headed straight down to the grave
If you got nothin to say
Be on your way
Shut your damn mouth boy please not today

[Verse 2]
Metal wasn't workin out
Now i'm out hеre rappin tryna get some clout
I'm fillеd with so much damn doubt
Feel like i'm trapped down this unholy route
I embrace this depravity
Still tryna holdin on to my own sanity
Hole in my head like im kennedy, mentally empty theres no damn life left in me
Spirits embrace me
Women they chase me
Backwoods i face em, you do not phase me
Your shit sound lazy, my shit so wavy
Ya bitch fat like she sippin on some gravy
John stewart bitch yeah I do this shit daily
She said she want dick and I told that ho maybe
Playin with that pussy like a damn ukulele
Feelin like i'm dahmer imma eat your heart out
Eat ya bitch out, take her out to lunch now
They be like why you flexin so hard damn
Ya bitch sucked me off in my wtap vans
Pussy gon run his damn mouth
This shit about to go south
You know what i'm about
Fuckin that ho in your house