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No One - Get a Grip! (feat. King Graves) Lyrics



No One - Get a Grip! (feat. King Graves) Lyrics




(Uh!)
Swear I was chosen
My nigga's so frozen, all of these nigga's be posing
I cannot spark cuz my brain is not making endorphins
Swim through the pussy like porpoise
Reducing these bodies to corpses
Cocaine on my nose bitch cigarette craze I be cool with a shore bitch know this
King Graves I f*ck on your chick (Huh)
Wrapping my dick with that plastic (Ya)
I f*ck it up f*ck it up f*ck it up
Tryna see how long you lasting (ah)
C'mon girl tell me what's han'n, Cuz all of you females be capping
I'm tryna f*ck! n' bust me a nut I could a shit about passion
I sparking a blunt n' i pass it, rolling up rolling up
Ride around hk in the coupe gang signs throw um up
Big ups big ups, King Graves be spitting them facts
Big dog on his lil nigga's more torque than a deramax (Aye)

What is up, what is up
What is up!
What is up kimosabi
Icing my heart with a Harley
Hardly cautious probably rotten
Tomato potato whatever I say tho I getting um jumping like halo
Making um rip off they wings boy go take off your halo
Getting it falling like angel
I am your savior
I cannot claim tho
We is the same bro
(Chee! Chee!)
Ice on my wrist but it doesn't glisten shut up f*cking listen
Yea the sky no limit, my soul in the space boy just in
Case toy spray paint blowing dank f*ck the ops full gas tank coke be leaving sour tastes
Swerving in and out of lanes
Getting wasted is a pattern, lame
I am the one with the tattered name
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(Uh!)
Swear I was chosen
My nigga's so frozen, all of these nigga's be posing
I cannot spark cuz my brain is not making endorphins
Swim through the pussy like porpoise
Reducing these bodies to corpses
Cocaine on my nose bitch cigarette craze I be cool with a shore bitch know this
King Graves I f*ck on your chick (Huh)
Wrapping my dick with that plastic (Ya)
I f*ck it up f*ck it up f*ck it up
Tryna see how long you lasting (ah)
C'mon girl tell me what's han'n, Cuz all of you females be capping
I'm tryna f*ck! n' bust me a nut I could a shit about passion
I sparking a blunt n' i pass it, rolling up rolling up
Ride around hk in the coupe gang signs throw um up
Big ups big ups, King Graves be spitting them facts
Big dog on his lil nigga's more torque than a deramax (Aye)

What is up, what is up
What is up!
What is up kimosabi
Icing my heart with a Harley
Hardly cautious probably rotten
Tomato potato whatever I say tho I getting um jumping like halo
Making um rip off they wings boy go take off your halo
Getting it falling like angel
I am your savior
I cannot claim tho
We is the same bro
(Chee! Chee!)
Ice on my wrist but it doesn't glisten shut up f*cking listen
Yea the sky no limit, my soul in the space boy just in
Case toy spray paint blowing dank f*ck the ops full gas tank coke be leaving sour tastes
Swerving in and out of lanes
Getting wasted is a pattern, lame
I am the one with the tattered name
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Writer: Noah Cadelinia, Riley Lock
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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