GRIFBALL! Lyrics

Hot dog

We in a hot rod

Gimme top off

We mobbin' non stop

Back to the surface

Where my funeral is urgent

The service was immersive

The pastor spoke with purpose

What's the worst thats happening

You speaking to the serpent

Maybe I could quit my job and uh

Turn to rapping

Oops

Maybe I should shut my trap an yuh

Get to trappin yuh

You just act like you be active

Nah but you be you be nappin' yuh

I be chillin

I'm fine as the villain

That's the disrespect I get

For actin' outta self interest

I drip 'til I drop

Grifball I be swingin' for your chops

I got the gift of no regret

An I be using it a lot

They thought my brother was a shooter

Ski mask, preme pants an the ruger

Three glasses shits diluted

You brought back old Heady

Resurrect the fool

Squash the spiders in my vision

An by that I mean incision

I get knife an I get wrist an then I slit it

Life is written on some paper

But then it's eaten by some flames sir

I got the pyrotechnics hater

Over existing

No more resisting

The devil insisting

You living blissfully

This shit clean it's listerine

My bottled genie whispered me

A mistress wished I kissed her P

Models fiending I need Peak

I drip 'til I drop

Grifball I be swinging for your chops

I got the gift of no regret

An I be using it a lot

I got purple in my blood