Текст песни Graa Graa - Y2

Whoever want smoke
5 G's in a ghost
It's lookin like wifi
I keep a lil Haitian these niggas hatin
Say it like sak pa
I'm coming with base
Put one in the air
They know that I pop fly
Just running these plays
I'm not from the H but I need it chop chop
Back street with the gang that choppa don't sang
Tell yo baby bye bye
What more can I say bitch I'm still the wave
You niggas gone wipe out
You all in the way that la Macarena have yo ass cha cha
Some shit never change
Still sipping that paint don't fuck with no vodka
Beef on yo mind Lady Gaga
Hop out that bitch and go graa graa
Keep a lil shottah like wa gwan
All in yo window lil pop lock
Promethazine ain't no matcha
These niggas op get a autopsy
Beat that shit I think I'm Arza
Come with that smoke like it's za za
Say yo goodbye nigga ta ta
I keep it melo like Lala
Ain't talking money no habla
We up yo shit this the car wash
Hit for that note like a opera
Black but I'm whippin that blanca
Shots in this bitch like it's Gaza
Ain't gon here nothing but graa graa
Chain on me fresh out the agua
Yo bitch call me Ja Ja
Tre k for the song
Don't come at me wrong or make em say ah ah
That bitch ain't fucking then blah blah
I call a lil thot thot
That chicken strip for the Popeyes
I am the sauce and the pasta
Stay in that box like I'm Paquio
Pull up all black not a swat car
It's why I still mob on the south side
I need that chip like a salsa
Niggas still trapping in casa
Only the fam and la rasa
Diamonds on me not the plata
My shit go up like it's nasa
Came with that laser chewbacca
Flame on looking like Flocka
I'm killing these hoes
I'm bout to put suicide doors on the Tesla
These niggas ain't mob
These niggas all fraud I swear they imposter
That fish on the scale that shit lookin stale
I'm cookin with basa
Bitch on my hip that's a graa graa
Broke niggas still on the sideline
I just put purp in a Shasta
Yo bitch sweat me like a locker
Gun in yo face now you cock eyed
I'm still the shit like a toddler
Luis don't fuck wit no Zara
Always ride round with that choppa
My nigga crooked like swastika

Graa graa
Gotta keep it silent keep one on the body
You know that he solid
Graa graa
Young nigga wildin but don't talk about it
You know that he solid
Graa graa
Gotta keep it poppin
Take one any problem
You know that he solid
Graa graa
Young nigga wildin but still out chere mobbin
You know that he solid