
Grave Digger Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
I got a fucking shovel meaning your ass is in trouble
I don't got no fucking sympathy, I kill
I'm a grave digger, yeah
I'm a grave digger, yeah (woo)
I got a fucking shovel meaning your ass is in trouble
I don't got no fucking sympathy, I kill
I'm a grave digger, yeah
I'm a grave digger, yeah
First and foremost welcome to your funeral
Your misery's my joy, don't you think it's fucking beautiful?
Irrefutable, shit is not presumable
I'd go the extra mile to split you in half, it's doable
You're soft as a feather so I stole your fucking treasure
Your gun's on the dresser but look who's on the fucking stretcher
Watch me dissect niggas like frogs, I don't even censor
Sensitive people playing this song, check your blood pressure
Your brain splatter like a watermelon
I ain't your brethren
When it's time for me to kill, I don't need no henchmen
As I guillotine your head, throw it in the trash bin
I hear voices in my head, they telling me to write a caption
I got a fucking shovel meaning your ass is in trouble
I don't got no fucking sympathy, I kill
I'm a grave digger, yeah
I'm a grave digger, yeah
I got a fucking shovel meaning your ass is in trouble
I don't got no fucking sympathy, I kill
I'm a grave digger, yeah
I'm a grave digger, yeah
I'm a grave digger
I heard somebody say I'm such a bad person
And since my second mixtape this shit is 'bout to worsen
Always venting on a track, I'm such a fucking burden
Y'all hating on the next man, y'all probably some virgins
I eat chocolate chip cookies
Fuck around and be a bully
My mother thinks I'm spirited, my neighbors think I'm unruly
Did you receive a death threat, ay nigga from yours truly?
My nigga's facing whiplash for pointing out your a pussy
I smoke reefer with Ghost Reaper then fuck strippers
People study my lyricism like I wrote the scripture
Been itching to kill since the beginning of the week
My alter ego's back and you 'bout to be deceased
From the womb to tomb, I excel
Everything I do is to attract clientele
I shove your head up your ass then I raise hell
This shit I do is rare like a fucking magic spell
I'm Lex Luthor not just a web user
I got a sense of humor, they think I'm a drug abuser
I broke through the glass ceiling
Then I started misleading
Stole some cash, gave it to my nigga just for safekeeping
Told him if he ever spends it, he's gon' get a beating
And cry so much like the time that he was grieving
That's so demeaning, let me change the topic
I'm smoking chronic, I'm so symbolic
In other words what's to come is really catastrophic