GRASS LOW Lyrics

Do not trust him he's a snake

Cut the grass low you gone see his traits

When the war comes you will see he not brave

He be moving dodgey always imitates

You can rock the Gucci, Louie, prada

Hot like stove and water

Wear my own attire prophets errday

I'm in God form Cristiano on pace

So you know I'm scoring hat tricks err game

Always practice what I preach

I'm passionate when I speak

When it come these bitches

I'm an apple and peach

Also got my swag alive

Immortal never deceased

Pronto I see camouflage it shows they full of deceit

Everybody say they real

A wise man said they be the fakest of all

Street is full of jealously Envy and delinquency

Real antagonists manipulation high on their frequency

They portray like they gone help you

But then cuts when its the urgency

Multiple betrayal recurrences

Ignorance is bliss but never be ignorant

Don't step on my shoes these are cocaine whites

Focus on bettering yourself you too arrogant

Slandering that's why me and you are very distant

I hate being disrespected

Cos I'm a piece of shit too

Stand on my words it's never about acting tough

Do not trust him he's a snake

Cut the grass low you gone see his traits

When the war comes you will see he not brave

He be moving dodgey always imitates

You can rock the Gucci, Louie, prada

Hot like stove and water

Wear my own attire prophets errday

I'm in God form Cristiano on pace

So you know I'm scoring hat tricks err game

Lotta these niggas with money

Also act like dummies

Bummy nigga refrain from your ways

Don't come here being funny

It's bitches that will suck you dry like a nectar

Make honey out of your pockets

Either way you still gone be a loser

You focus on hoes

I focus on goals

A thrill niggas mentality is just on the dough

Get a trust worthy bitch

Who gone keep me going

That is golden and stay falling for me

Like Ellie Goulding

Never politics

Keeps her promises

Treat her good keep her away from scavengers

Push to me to the limit

Embrace new challenges

That is what I call keeper

Micheal scofield breaking my people out of fox river,

Born sinner I've got Scilla

Not popular

I get mula Gerd muller

Flipping hell I'm a spatula

Where I'm from we don't keep snakes as pets

See them and we slay their ass

Do not trust him he's a snake

Cut the grass low you gone see his traits

When the war comes you will see he not brave

He be moving dodgey always imitates

You can rock the Gucci, Louie, prada

Hot like stove and water

Wear my own attire prophets errday

I'm in God form Cristiano on pace

So you know I'm scoring hat tricks err game