Lil5iveten - GRRAHH GRRAHH! Lyrics

Grrahh (Slimee-Slimee)
Grrahh-Grrahh-Grrahh (Slimee-Slimee)
Grrahh-Grrahh-Grrahh (Slimee-Slimee, Ha-ha)
Grrahh, Grrahh-Grrahh-Grrahh (On 5ivee!)
Grrahh-Grrahh-Grrah
Grrahh (Rrahh, Bitch)
Grrahh (Bow)
Grrah-Grrah-Grrah (Bow-Bow)
On bro'-On bro' (Bow-Bltt)
Grrah-Grrah-Grrah (Bow)
Finatic (Im So Slimee)
Gang
Gang Gang Gang (Gang)
Grrahh-grrahh-grrahh
And we steppin' on shit, hikers
Got shit on lock, rikers
I'll take him a flick, lighter
Now, i'm shreddin' his jeans, biker
Creep out the cut, make him crawl,spider
I'ma have shit roarin', tiger
I got a scope on the lens, sniper (Bitch)
Hold up, you thought it was over?
Get bread, tryna cop me some loafers
She givin' me ass, sofa
She tryna' swallow my cream, gogurt
He gon' choke, i'm passin' out bullets
Prolly give him a trim, mullet
Throwin' these shells, i'm crackin' his skullet
These niggas be sweet, sugar
Grrahh, Grrahh
He want beef, flip him like a patty
Shit to big, call it a fatty
Whip out the gun, shit spank like a daddy
He won't Liv, if he get me Maddie
Taggin' you up, don't come at me
Leave him with holes, shit gettin' patchy
Talkin that filth, shit gettin' nasty
On bro', I keep a pole, it's comin' in clutch
Dump from the can, let it crush
Talkin' that bullshit, like what?
Last time I checked? You got rushed
Lil bitch bad, she wanna f*ck
Just like a surgeon, i'm in her guts
She gon' suck on the dick like a slut
Bust in her mouth, told her "Hold my nuts"
Grrahh-grrahh-grrahh
And we steppin' on shit, hikers
Got shit on lock, rikers
I'll take him a flick, lighter
Now i'm shreddin' his jeans, biker
Creep out the cut, make him crawl,spider
I'ma have shit roarin', tiger
I got a scope on the lens, sniper
Tryna' pull my cards, i'ma deck ya'
Put the piece on his chess, checkers
Slide thru, pushin' shit like a dresser
Put you in a box, check ya'
Like i'm tryna' spin, record
Create a scene with this clip, director
Takin' me light, feathers
Make him a banner, i'll aim at his header
She eat the whole dick like a sandwich
Givin' her seeds, told her "plant it"
I'm independent, f*ck bein' managed
Ya'll buy views, i'm organic
Who is he? niggas be random
I heard that boy was a snitch, Candace
When I attack, you better panic
Fix him wit a tool, mechanic
Grrahh-grrahh-grrahh
And we steppin' on shit, hikers
Got shit on lock, rikers
I'll take him a flick, lighter
Now i'm shreddin' his jeans, biker
Creep out the cut, make him crawl,spider
I'ma have shit roarin', tiger
I got a scope on the lens, sniper
Bitch, Bow-Bow
Rrahh-Rrahh, Bitch