Grabba' Leaf Lyrics

Look

Okay I grabba leaf

Sike I grab a raw an fill it with that runts an hit that bitch until I'm stoned

Why the fuck you rocking VVS man them shits they looking chrome

Since a jit been steppin shit they call me Kevin, home alone

Look

Okay I grabba leaf

I burn one down an met her parents

Popped some visine

I dare that boy to try me

I'll send him to the sky

Brodie rollin off a perky feelin like he finna fly

If a hoe saying I love you better know that shit a lie

Yea we run it up

We stack this guala up right to the sky

Bitch she hop from bod to body killing shit a homicide

Got a pound right in the backseat flipping shit who down to ride

Say I can't fuck on another hoe with her I wont abide

Pack yo shit up I don't wanna talk or even speak to you

This new bitch on me she beating you

She curvy as fuck what a beaker do

So we taking a drive while we blasting the music

She singing out loud hear the symphony

She using her feet like she Billie Jean

Playing around are you kidding me

Begging to feel on me

Shut the fuck up why we bickering

Who shot who I don't know its a mystery

Stinky pussy man I call it a fishery

She a bad bitch but you know we got history

I don't care what you talking you know that im down to beef

Fuck her once an then we smoking on broccoli

Grab a raw I'm saying fuck all the Grava leaves

Talk to me nice why the fuck is you mocking me

I'm finna cop real-estate like monopoly

Toppin me off an she do it so sloppily

She want me to buy her a Birkin say possibly

Pink Whitney in the flask got her wobblily

Fuck the government they burn the economy

Heard yo music an you really a wannabe

Not my fault yo hoe is really a fond of me

I'm in the section we watching the mockery

Okay I grabba leaf

Sike I grab a raw an fill it with that runts an hit that bitch until I'm stoned

Why the fuck you rocking VVS man them shits they looking chrome

Since a jit been stepping shit they call me Kevin, home alone