Say Ya Grace Lyrics

The beat go off

Hey, is this Sosa?
Am I speaking to Sosa right now?
Who the fuck is you?
I don’t know and I just want you to explain something to me
Explain ya ass

I got some money on the way
Kill them with kindness, then piss on their grave
If the n** don’t get hit, don’t get grazed
I saw Superman, now you safe
Pussy, before you eat, say ya grace
You already know they b’s, they not j’s
I got her too high, she think she laced
I be on her head like a lace

Beamed up
Bottega jeans, I ain’t even
Bottega jeans, I ain’t even
Bottega jeans, I ain’t even wear yet
I ain’t walkin’ in that bitch, they ain’t pay me yet
She mad in the bed like, “He ain’t slurp me yet”
Geekin’, I mistake my DR bitch for Puerto Rican
Fifty hoes flew in, we treat a Tuesday like the weekend
Suck me like you need me, I’ma bless you like a deacon
Tell a n** die, I ain’t gonna lie, this shit ain’t even
Catch her while she leakin’, she gon’ guzzle up all the seamen
Worry about your streamin’, all that rich will leave you bleedin’

I got some money on the way
Kill them with kindness, then piss on their grave
If the n** don’t get hit, don’t get grazed
I saw Superman, now you safe
Pussy, before you eat, say ya grace
You already know they b’s, they not j’s
I got her too high, she think she laced
I be on her head like a lace

I’m with my crew, win or lose
And my boss, Terry Crews
Them hunnid bands, they Crip blue
I’m in the humvee, with six troops
What you wanna do? Her fist too
Gave your bitches sip of the wrist juice
She meltin’ all on my wrist too
But I’ma icy n**, it’s cool

I got some money on the way
Kill them with kindness, then piss on their grave
If the n** don’t get hit, don’t get grazed
I saw Superman, now you safe
Pussy, before you eat, say ya grace
You already know they b’s, they not j’s
I got her too high, she think she laced
I be on her head like a lace