Grave Digger ft. zetaman Lyrics

Cold streets in my cold shack, codeine

Plottin' out my hits for my cold meat, cold heat

Grave digger

Big taker

Yo bitch on my celly

Get that paper

This Robin and I made it out the hood

Keep a cool head when I speak, cause I know I'm speakin' good

Ay, Put two in the bed, put two to the bed

I'm too overhead, that I know my ego had

Grave dug, bitches with semi-auto on-lock

She jump backseat drive by with the aux

In the yard, grave lock, say bye to your block

This not a gang sign, say goodnight to your opps

Call a slum, I need them packs by tomorrow

I can't cuff your bitch, yeah, I'm finna borrow

Yeah, I'm rich as fuck, like I hit the lotto

And I can't drown myself, yeah, inside that sorrow

I got hoes tryna fuck the new Zeta

Oh, you got a new hoe, can't wait to meet her

Oh, you got a new hoe, can't wait to steal her

Yeah, I'm rich as fuck, like Drake, but no Anita

I got, I got old hoes tryna fuck the new hoes

I got new hoes tryna fuck the old hoes

I got rude hoes tryna fuck the cool hoes

I got all the hoes tryna fuck on me you know

On mean you know

On mean you know

On mean you know

On mean you know

On mean you know

On mean you know

On mean you know

On mean you know

This mean no R&B R. Kelly

My bitches all of age, at least that's what I'm getting

No graves that I ain't dug

No graves that I ain't dug

No graves that I ain't touch

And no bitch that I ain't fuck

Yea, Audemars like gold, my watch bidding two times your car

Roly-poly, my bitches copping Louis Vuitton

My hoes wanna ring, I'm going diamond in the pink

A hundred ways to give a fuck, and I don't cop a single one