FTP Records - GraveDigger
[Intro]
[Verse]
I can't be your super hero, I don't save a bitch (Bitch)
Enrique Iglesias, so your bitch favorite (Yes)
Views goin’ up and unlike you, no, I don't pay for it (No)
I work magic on the stage, baby, I Criss Angel it (What?)
Up in smoke (Smoke), BONES goin' ghost (Ghost)
This rap game like a bitch, she gon' love you 'til she don't
Bulletproof the Ghost, fuck it, armor out the Chevy
Blaze around through Cohoctah, pistol grippin' out the window, wave
Five percent on the tint, fiending til' I get a hit
Slide until we catch ’em slip, lie to me likе a bitch
Right hand green, left hand red, I’m playing games with you
You ain't built for lifе, you the type to split the date with it
Shame, what a shame, how we left him in the rain (What?)
Shakin’ like a controller when your health getting drained
R.I.P., R.I.P., I let it rain
Pull up on me, come find me, now I'm away
Got some charges I don't need, but fuck it, I paid the fee
What's the use of havin’ green if you can't swiftly make 'em bleed?
Bitch, it's like that (That)
She sent a thousand texts, but I don't type back too, I don't like that (What?)
Livin' hell inside my cranium, I pack it like a stadium
I'm twitchin' from the nose bleeds, the planet, I am blamin' 'em
The waves, let me lay in 'em, the graves, let me play in 'em
If life is a game, I don't never wanna play again (What? Again)
[Verse]
I can't be your super hero, I don't save a bitch (Bitch)
Enrique Iglesias, so your bitch favorite (Yes)
Views goin’ up and unlike you, no, I don't pay for it (No)
I work magic on the stage, baby, I Criss Angel it (What?)
Up in smoke (Smoke), BONES goin' ghost (Ghost)
This rap game like a bitch, she gon' love you 'til she don't
Bulletproof the Ghost, fuck it, armor out the Chevy
Blaze around through Cohoctah, pistol grippin' out the window, wave
Five percent on the tint, fiending til' I get a hit
Slide until we catch ’em slip, lie to me likе a bitch
Right hand green, left hand red, I’m playing games with you
You ain't built for lifе, you the type to split the date with it
Shame, what a shame, how we left him in the rain (What?)
Shakin’ like a controller when your health getting drained
R.I.P., R.I.P., I let it rain
Pull up on me, come find me, now I'm away
Got some charges I don't need, but fuck it, I paid the fee
What's the use of havin’ green if you can't swiftly make 'em bleed?
Bitch, it's like that (That)
She sent a thousand texts, but I don't type back too, I don't like that (What?)
Livin' hell inside my cranium, I pack it like a stadium
I'm twitchin' from the nose bleeds, the planet, I am blamin' 'em
The waves, let me lay in 'em, the graves, let me play in 'em
If life is a game, I don't never wanna play again (What? Again)
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