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GRABBA Video (MV)




Performed By: yvngxchris
Language: English
Length: 1:24
Written by: Christian Williams




yvngxchris - GRABBA Lyrics




Grabba in my blunt spliff it (In my blunt spliff it)
Circle's small I ride with guys that f*ck with me (F*ck with me)
And my guys they ride with fye they tuck glizzy's (Yeah, they tuck glizzy's)
Flexing watches but most of the time they bums really (Yea they bums)
Ain't that funny how shit work? (How that work)
Kids play, tracksuit VETEMENTS her purse (VETEMENTS her purse)
Bitch I ain't gotta flex, man that shit for the birds (Man shit for the birds)

Glock-9 with suppressor bitch ass getting burned
Yvngxchris he the bestest when y'all niggas finna learn?
Pulling out with my goddam mask on he got germs (Fllt, fllt)
She called my phone, I don't pick up, it don't get returned
Step inside and I'm coolin', walk insidе I got her drooling
Cock dicking down on a groupie
F*ck the top just wanna rock likе Uzi (Fllt, fllt, fllt)
I beat out the pussy, walk out like McGregor
Bitch, it's a line no we not together
Limited time, no we not forever
Hoping the dark days get better
Hope in the end I'm top three
He the man, can't forget him
Rolling a J, I smoke trees
I got...

Grabba in my blunt spliff it (In my blunt spliff it)
Circle's small I ride with guys that f*ck with me (F*ck with me)
And my guys they ride with fye they tuck glizzy's (Yeah, they tuck glizzy's)
Flexing watches but most of the time they bums really (Yea they bums)
Ain't that funny how shit work? (How that work)
Kids play, tracksuit VETEMENTS her purse (VETEMENTS her purse)
Bitch I ain't gotta flex, man that shit for the birds (Man shit for the birds)
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Grabba in my blunt spliff it (In my blunt spliff it)
Circle's small I ride with guys that f*ck with me (F*ck with me)
And my guys they ride with fye they tuck glizzy's (Yeah, they tuck glizzy's)
Flexing watches but most of the time they bums really (Yea they bums)
Ain't that funny how shit work? (How that work)
Kids play, tracksuit VETEMENTS her purse (VETEMENTS her purse)
Bitch I ain't gotta flex, man that shit for the birds (Man shit for the birds)

Glock-9 with suppressor bitch ass getting burned
Yvngxchris he the bestest when y'all niggas finna learn?
Pulling out with my goddam mask on he got germs (Fllt, fllt)
She called my phone, I don't pick up, it don't get returned
Step inside and I'm coolin', walk insidе I got her drooling
Cock dicking down on a groupie
F*ck the top just wanna rock likе Uzi (Fllt, fllt, fllt)
I beat out the pussy, walk out like McGregor
Bitch, it's a line no we not together
Limited time, no we not forever
Hoping the dark days get better
Hope in the end I'm top three
He the man, can't forget him
Rolling a J, I smoke trees
I got...

Grabba in my blunt spliff it (In my blunt spliff it)
Circle's small I ride with guys that f*ck with me (F*ck with me)
And my guys they ride with fye they tuck glizzy's (Yeah, they tuck glizzy's)
Flexing watches but most of the time they bums really (Yea they bums)
Ain't that funny how shit work? (How that work)
Kids play, tracksuit VETEMENTS her purse (VETEMENTS her purse)
Bitch I ain't gotta flex, man that shit for the birds (Man shit for the birds)
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Writer: Christian Williams
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